The kings of men, the lords of Dwarves
And all their armies strong,
New that there would come a day
When all the elves were gone.
The Eldar left on boats of white
No man could go along,
They sailed on secret paths of sea
Then all the elves were gone.
Forests where elven feet should tread
Hills that should ring with song,
Lie lonely, still and empty
Now all the elves are gone.
And men with their towers, walls and fields
Their skill, bravery and brawn,
Still must toil on this earth
Though all the elves are gone.
When the wind sighs in the rushes
When the dew’s upon the lawn,
‘Tis a bitter sweet reminder
That all the elves are gone.