The golden leaves are falling,
The silver bark fades to gray,
My home is but a memory,
It shall not see another day.

Beneath these boughs I loved, I lived,
But that time is o’er,
I shall now go west,
Across the seas,
Farewell, to Arda’s shores.

I pass away into the mists,
My land is gone from sight,
But I do not fear,
I am not scared,
For soon, there will be light.

Valinor lies ahead,
Where my kin they now reside,
Soon we’ll be together,
Forever, always,
Until the end of time.