Requiem For the Elves

Our time is ending
The gulls are lending
To us their mournfull call
The grey ships are leaving
My people are grieving
Yet standing proud and tall

Farewell to golden fields
And the fruits that nature yields
Goodbye to the wind and endless sky
For we must follow our homeland's cry

Long after shall mortal tongue tell
Of bidding our land a last farewell
There is nothing left for us to say
To Middle Earth except
"Namarie"

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