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.
