And we come, to end of days
In the veiling of the sun

In the dark I hear a call
We will walk in bitter rain

Calling me there
I will go there
But in dreams

And back again
I can hear your name
And in dreams
We will meet again

Lim-strang wжs geboren
Bearn lйod-cyninga
Magorinc Mearces.
Bunden in byrde Tу laedenne
Bunden in lufe Tу thegnunge
Lang beadugear cyythath
Lнc onginneth bъgan.
Swift dйadlic gйar Stieppath geond willan.
Ac йagan gнet lуciath Beorhtre gesihthe.
Heorte gнet bйateth.

Strong-limbed he was born
This son of Kings;
This warrior of Rohan.
Bound by birth to lead.
Bound by love to serve.
Long years of war begin to show.
The body has begun to bend.
Swift mortal years outpace the will.
But the eyes still watch clear-sighted.
The great heart is beating still.

Where once was light
Now darkness falls
Where once was love
Love is no more

Don’t say – goodbye
Don’t say – I didn’t try

These tears we cry
Are falling rain
For all the lies
You told us
The hurt, the blame!

And we will weep
To be so alone
We are lost!
We can never go home.

So in the end
I will be what I will be
No loyal friend
Was ever there for me.

Now we say goodbye
We say you didn’t try

These tears you cry
Have come too late
Take back the lies
The hurt, the blame!

And you will weep
When you face the end alone
You are lost!
You can never go home.