The path of the elves

Their glowing souls,

Enchant the path ahead,

Their blissful voices,

Lighten the dark.

They go on slowly,

For sorrow holds them,

It is the end of their life,

In the angst of darkness,

No more death, no more cries,

No more.

The tears from their fair faces,

Fall onto the dull ground.

As the grey sea shines,

In the moonlight,

Their hearts lighten,

And their fate decided.

The land of Arda,

Is no longer theirs,

But the future is in the land,

Of hope and happiness.

As they set sail the waves,

Of silver liquid hum,

The dark land fades,

In Valinor is where their hearts,

Have lead them.