O Legolas! O Legolas!
Thy fans are ever squeeing;
O Legolas! O Legolas!
Thy fans ever burst eardrums;
Not only squee when summer’s here,
But also when ’tis cold and drear.
O Legolas! O Legolas!
Thy fans are ever squeeing!

O Legolas! O Legolas!
Much pleasure thou can’st give them;
O Legolas! O Legolas!
Much drooling cans’t thou offer;
How often have the fangirls’ love
Afforded them the greatest glee!
O Legolas! O Legolas!
Much pleasure thou can’st give them.

O Legolas! O Legolas!
Thy stroke dost fall so deadly!
O Legolas! O Legolas!
Thy arrows fly so straightly!
From bow to Uruk, fast and right,
There’s only splendor for the sight.
O Legolas! O Legolas!
Thy stroke dost fall so deadly!

O Legolas! O Legolas!
How richly Eru has decked thee!
O Legolas! O Legolas!
How richly Eru has decked thee!
Thou bidst them true and faithful be,
And trust in thee unchangingly.
O Legolas! O Legolas!
How richly Eru has decked thee!”