O you elves of Rivendell,
Living in your hidden dale,
Singing songs to moon and star,
And dreaming of the lands afar.

The Undying Lands call your names,
While you leave in long continuous trains,
A place of refuge and of rest was yours,
The place of protection from all wars.

The Last Homely House of men,
You will leave to find your place again,
The call of the sea you must not miss,
If you are to find eternal bliss.

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