What is it that dances in the trees
Who sings a fairer melody than mortal tongue could create?
The nearest thought is one of the Eldar
Impossible, they passed from this land long ago
A flash of white, the sheen of gold
Not seen since the last great war
After the Great Ring's destruction, all of them left
Departed for the shores of their distant home
Could some have remained
Stayed to guard the fading woods?
Show me, fair one, show me the meaning of your dance
Give me understanding of your sweet song
No, lady, do not leave!
Stay awhile and give a poor mortal comfort!
Long has it been since the Elves left
Centuries have passed since the last ships sailed
I step out of the shadows to see
What fairness is left tothis forest
Yet, how is it that you fade from view
Becoming as mist on a sunlit day
Soon, only your song remains
A sweet voice among the trees
Now I see you for what you are, fair Eldar
A distant echo of a distant time.