Disclaimer: Arda and its creatures are not mine.

"And what gift would a Dwarf ask of the Elves?"

(FotR, Farewell to Lorien)

Three Strands of Golden Hair

A bold dream, this was.

One strand of her golden hair.

She would laugh, no doubt.

...

She did not mock him.

Three strands of her golden hair

Rest now by his heart.

...

Khazâd ai-mênu!

In paths of death and darkness

Her gift kept him warm.

...

Set sail, Master Dwarf!

Set sail to the West, Elf-friend,

Where her gold head rests.

Khazâd ai-mênu! : The Dwarves are upon you! (Dwarvish war-cry).