It’s the song of the exiled
Rising from the Ardan plain
It’s the song of the forsaken
Drowning out the tears shed
The song of elven wanderers
Filled with Eru’s holy fire
It’s every race, every tongue, every nation
A love song born of a grateful choir

It’s all Eru’s children singing
Varda, Varda, Elbereth
The stars she made
It’s all Eru’s children singing
Varda, Varda, Elbereth,
The stars she made.

Let it rise above the four winds
Caught up in the heavenly sound
Let praises echo from the havens to the far east
To the faithful gathered in the woods
Of all the songs sung from the Great Awakening
Some were meant to persist
Of all the evils that have plauged all elf-kind
They have never forgotten

It’s all Eru’s children singing
Varda, Varda, Elbereth
The stars she made
It’s all Eru’s children singing
Varda, Varda, Elbereth
The stars she made
It’s all Eru’s children singing
Manwe, Manwe, Sulimo
He reigns, he reigns
It’s all Eru’s children singing
Yavanna, Kementari,
The Trees she made

And all the powers of darkness
Tremble at what they’ve just heard
‘Cause all the powers of darkness
Can’t drown out a single word

When all Eru’s children sing out
Eru, Eru, Illuvatar
He reigns, He reigns
All Eru’s children singing
Eru, Eru, Illuvatar
He reigns, He reigns