A Elbereth Gilthoniel o Elbereth who lit the stars silivren penna míriel from glittering crystal slanting falls with light like jewels o menel aglar elenath from heaven on high the glory of the starry host na chaered palan díriel to lands remote I have looked afar o galadhremmin ennorath from tree-tangled middle-lands o Elbereth who lit the stars from glittering crystal slanting falls with light like jewels from heaven on high the glory of the starry host to lands remote I have looked afar from tree-tangled middle lands Chorus Elbereth Gilthoniel sir evrin pennar oriel dir avos eithen miriel bel daurion sel aurinon pennáros evrin ériol a tiro’men Gilthoniel a tiro nin, Fanuilos le nallon sí di’nguruthos \ Fanuilos, le linnathon and now to thee, Fanuilos, bright spirit clothed in ever-white, I will sing nef aear, sí nef aearon here ... beyond the Sea, beyond the wide and sundering Sea a Elbereth oh Elbereth o menel palan diriel from heaven gazing far le nallon sí di’nguruthos here overwhelmed in dread of Death I cry a tiro nin a tiro nin, Fanuilos o guard me, Elbereth Chorus Elbereth Gilthoniel sir evrin pennar oriel dir avos eithen miriel bel daurion sel aurinon pennáros evrin ériol a tiro’men Gilthoniel oh watch us, Gilthoniel a tiro’men Gilthoniel oh watch us, Gilthoniel a tiro nin, Fanuilos o guard me, Elbereth

Well, thief! I smell you and I feel your air. I hear your breath. there is plenty and to spare! I did not come for presents. I only to have a look. To see if you were as great as tales say. Songs and tales fall utterly , O Smaug the Chiefest of Calamities. I am the clue finder, the web cutter, the stinging fly. I was chosen for the lucky number. I am he that buries his friends alive and drowns them and draws them alive again . I am the friend of bears and the guest of eagles. I am Ringwinner and Luckwearer, Barrelrider. Gold was only an afterthought with us. We came over hill and under hill, By wave and wind, for Revenge. The King under the Mountain is dead and where are his kin? Girion Lord of Dale is dead, and I have eaten his people like a wolf among sheep. I kill where I wish and none dare resist. I laid low the warriors of old. I was but young and now I am old and strong, strong, strong! My armour is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, My claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, My wings a hurricane, and my breath death! Old fool! Why, there is a large patch in the hollow of his Left breast as bare as a snail out of its shell! The dragon is coming or I am a fool! Cut the bridges! To arms! To arms! They could see him as a spark of fire rushing towards them And growing ever huger and more bright. And not the most foolish doubted that the prophecies had gone wrong. Every vessel in the town was filled with water, every warrior was armed, Fire leaped from the dragon’s jaws. Lighting all the lake; the trees by the shores shone like copper. Set their town ablaze. Black arrow I have saved you to the last. You have never failed me . I had you from my father and he from of old. go now and speed well! The black arrow sped for the hollow by the left breast . In it smote and vanished, barb, shaft and feather, so fierce was its flight. With a shriek that deafened men, felled trees and split stone, Smaug shot spouting into the air, turned over and crashed down from on high in ruin. His last throes splintered it to sparks. The lake roared in. A vast steam leaped up, white in the sudden dark under the moon. There was a hiss, a gushing whirl, and then silence. And that was the end of Smaug and Esgaroth.

Three Rings for the Elven kings Under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf lords In their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men Doomed to die agh burzum-ishi krimpatul Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul One for the Dark Lord On his dark throne In the Land of Mordor Where the Shadows lie. agh burzum-ishi krimpatul Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all In the darkness bind them In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul

With lies and evil whisperings and false counsel Melkor kindled the hearts of the Noldor to strife Fiercest burned the new flame of desire for freedom and wider realms In the eager heart of Fëanor and Melkor laughed in his secrecy Melkor saw that these lies were smouldering, And that pride and anger were awake among the Noldor, He spoke to them concerning weapons Fëanor made a secret forge, of which not even Melkor was aware And there he tempered fell swords for himself and for his sons He began openly to speak words of rebellion against the Valar. King and father, wilt thou not restrain the pride of our brother, Curufinwë So it is, even as I guessed . My half-brother would be before me with my father, In this as in all other matters. he drew his sword Get thee gone, and take thy due place! Point of his sword set against Fingolfin's breast. This is sharper than thy tongue. Try but once more to usurp my place and maybe it will rid the Noldor of one who seeks to be the master of thralls. Tears unnumbered ye shall shed and the Valar will fence Valinor against you Not even the echo of your lamentation shall pass over the mountains Melkor spoke with Fëanor before his doors Behold the truth of all that I have spoken, If the heart of Fëanor is yet free I will aid him. For am I not Vala? Here is a strong place, and well guarded but think not that the Silmarils will lie safe in any treasury within the realm of the Valar! Unlight of Ungoliant rose up Even to the roots of the Trees, Melkor sprang upon the mound And with his black spear he smote each Tree to its core Sap poured forth as it were their blood Ungoliant sucked it up, Till they were drained Melkor came to the house of Fëanor, Slew Finwë before his doors Fëanor rose and cursed Melkor Naming him Morgoth, the Black Foe of the World His father was dearer to him than the Light of Valinor Why, O people of the Noldor,' why should we server the Valar. In Cuiviénen sweet ran the waters under unclouded stars There they lie still and await us who in our folly forsook them. Let the cowards keep this city! After Morgoth to the ends of the Earth! Tears unnumbered ye shall shed; and the Valar will fence Valinor against you Not even the echo of your lamentation shall pass over the mountains No ship would the Teleri lend, nor help in the building Then swords were drawn, and a bitter fight was fought Many were slain The Teleri were overcome The Noldor drew away their white ships They beheld suddenly a dark figure standing high upon a rock that looked down upon the shore Tears unnumbered ye shall shed and the Valar will fence Valinor

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.