Of Names and DecisionsFair child without sorrowIs your life hollow,Noldorin prince?Dreams are just small seedsAdventures, great deedsRipen long since…A burning fireThat’s your desire:Onwards without winceIn the light of Two TreesNoon of Valinor's blissGolden-haired childOver the wide sea, thoughLie the lands you don't knowDistant and wildOh, eager child...***Faithful and steadyIs you oath ready,Nargothrond’s king?Reaping the visionsOf your decisionsDarkness will sinkFor the oath spokenEchoes unbrokenLoyalty trueA new hope is bornGrief of those who mournUp to sky flewNew day is comingDawning in blue
The Ride of OromeThe stars were young upon the heaven’s domeand darkness dwelt under the shade of treesand in the darkness evil creatures roamed,when a horn sounded clear and pure in breeze.Like thunder rode there Béma on his steedand Nahar's mane shone bright with silver light:glistening dream, the music of his feet,before them fled the creatures of the night.Now hoofbeats silenced, Béma rides no morein Middle-earth under the rays of Sun,but Nahar's children still stay on this shoreand on the grass of Rohan freely run.The lords of horses, Mearas free and strong,the steeds of kings that came out of a song.