Navaer Arwen,
Tollen i lû.
I chîr darthannen,
Boe i ‘wannad assain.

Ae derich,
I ardhon thinnatha,
A tirithach, arestel.
Reviathach na i annûn?
Anim?
Ammen?

Farewell Arwen,
The time has come.
The ships have waited,
Now they must go.

If you stay,
The world will fade,
And you will watch, without hope.
Will you sail into the west?
For me?
For us?