The waves were tall

The sea was gray

The winds upon the

Piers and quays

Were mourning

Were mourning

Were mourning.

The sky above wheeled

With uncountable stars

As the sea broke and crashed

And the winds roared and lashed

And red rolled the waters

Of Alqualondë.

Fair Alqualondë

Foamrider havens

Silver and white

Pale and bright

And swan ships there birthed

There at the firth

Fairest of vessels there.

On Eldamar strands

Fair Telerin lands

There with the winds blowing long

The Nolder, their brothers

The fair Foamriders

We slew them

We slew them

We slew them.

Red rolled the blood

Into the sea

Into the great, graying sea

The slender bows broke

The wind cried and spoke

And cursed the Noldor that slew

And it blew

And it blew

And it blew.

At Alqualondë

Fair Alqualondë

Fëanor, dark

Fire-brand heart

He led them and slew

As the winds blew and blew

And away with the swan ships flew.

Faraway, faraway

At Losgar

The dark sky was lit

And fires that burned

Consumed and they turned

The swan ships, fairest of vessels.

Blood-stained our hands

Blood-stained our hearts

The Foamriders fell

In blood they did sell

Their lives for the swans

Their bright, shining jewels

That ended just as they.

O, Noldolantë

O, Noldolantë

The Noldor fell also

Worst deed of the Elves

Cursed are they

Who follow the fire

Cursed forever, and dire

Our ends shall be and never shall see

Nothing but sorrow and loss

Forever

Forever

Forever.

Tears unnumbered ye shall shed

Ye shall shed

O, tears unnumbered ye shall shed.