Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, Tolkien does, but I did write the poem
Summery: just talking about the Noldor (if you don't understand read the Silmarillion!!)
Elven Sorrow
The Elven-tears, like falling stars,
Reflect the sorrows of an Age,
The pathway home now is barred
A fading world has become a cage.
A group once ran over water and ice
To seek vengeance for their own
Their thoughts were filled with hate and vice
Only later did they discover what they had sown
Eternity in a dulling land
Till forgiveness was received
Was now the fate of the rebel band
And their loss they soon perceived
So now they sing of times long gone
In a place of silver and gold
Remembering the magnificent dawn,
In the beautiful land of old.