Silver and grey are your wear

Like mists in the morning light

Age and nobility of Numenor

Gleaming bright on your brow.

Wither do you go

Dunedain

Rangers of the North?

To Minas Tirith

Where Elendil's heir will come

Aragorn son of Arathorn

Elessar the Elfstone

Thither do they go

Dunedain

Rangers of the North.