Turgon was a king of the city of Gondolin
Back in the one First Age. Back in the good old days

In the heat of that destined night
In the land of the Valar’s will
The kingdom of Gondolin died
And they talk about it still

When an elf named Maeglin
Tried to take that town for him
He called balrogs to their fates
Against the forces of the gates

I heard the elflings cry
I heard them pray the night Gondolin died
Brother, what a night it really was
Brother, what a fight it really was
Glory be

I heard the elflings cry
I heard them pray the night Gondolin died
Brother, what a night the people saw
Brother, what a fight the people saw
Yes, indeed

And the sound of the battle rang
Through the caves of the old South Side
‘Til the last of Turgeon’s gang
Had surrendered up or died

There was shouting in the street
And the sound of running feet
And I asked someone who said
Almost all the lords are dead

I heard the elflings cry
I heard them pray the night Gondolin died
Brother, what a night it really was
Brother, what a fight it really was
Glory be

I heard the elflings cry
I heard them pray the night Gondolin died
Brother, what a night the people saw
Brother, what a fight the people saw
Yes, indeed

And as I saw Glorfindel fall
A family escaped it all
And they left the battle’s tide
And Tuor stepped outside.
And he kissed dear Idril’s face
Then he brushed her tears away

The Night Gondolin died

The night Gondolin died.
Brother, what a night the people saw
Brother, what a fight the people saw
Yes, indeed

The night Gondolin died

The night Gondolin died
Brother, what a night it really was
Brother, what a fight it really was
Glory be

The night Gondolin died

The night Gondolin died
Brother, what a night the people saw
Brother, what a fight the people saw
Yes, indeed