Beneath the evergreen birches of the westward forests,
I call to you now.
'Come O Children of the Elves,
You now need not to fear.
The days long past where fear doth dwell,
Have no longer time to last.'
So come sing to the earth,
O children of old.
Let now your song ring out.
For today is the final passing day,
Before you leave Middle-Earth.
