Текст песни Айрэ и Саруман - Идущему в Лориэн

In the rustle of honey grass
Fall voluntarily and peacefully.
Your expanse will revive
A careless Irmo.

You and I were not lucky here ...
Among blood and turmoil
We part are light, parting light.

The sunset is on like a purple of kings,
Above the throne of the day, above the silver valleys.
We remember everything - singing gondolin,
Diamond Menegrot and Grass Fields.

A child of the coastal breeze,
Loss of losses is permeated
Your dawn.
But to the edges of sorrow
Do you remember how you shouted
Seagulls after.

There is only heaven and wind ...
There is only heaven and wind ...
None of us are responsible
For the released time,
For the last hell.
But only one who is immortal,
Will experience his rock.

Yes, you were a firm like a blade handle!
Your path straight is cut in half.
It's time to go home, to the distant shores ...
My voice is with you, your hand is with me.

Sea foam gives you a necklace of drops.
The ghostly sail will rush off with you from trouble.
The light of a lonely star will dissipate, like a scalpel,
Your motionless body near the edge of the water ...