Fairest glimpse of twilight

You shine through the trees

Calling me to your side

Tinúviel immortal

Your songs are winter’s bane

Your eyes burn with divine flame

Stranger in the shadows

I sense darkness in your mind

The Hunter’s friend no longer

His favour has left you blind

You shall not be trapped by a mortal man

Your beauty has no place among the dead

The firstborn blood of Finwë

Courses through my veins

Help me avenge those who were slain

As the elf lord

Came bearing down

On the maiden fair

In her anguish and her despair

Loyalties swung and her prison was laid bare

The elf lord’s gift

From the forests of old

Took his flight

Away into the night

To find her hero and aid him in his plight