No ring cam a hûn ah asg
Cold be hand and heart and bone
A no ring randir chaer o mbar
And cold be travelers far from home
Ú-genir i lû i caeda na nîf
They do not see what lies ahead
Ta i pellen anor a firnen ithil.
When sun has failed and moon is dead.
Vi gwae’ vorn elin firithar
In the black wind the stars shall die,
Bo cae lanc hen sí caedathar
On this bare earth here let them lie,
Tenn i vorchir gam în ortha
Till the dark lord lifts his hand
Or aerath firnin a dôr tharn.
Over dead seas and withered land.