The Lament of Haldir

Oh Lord of Lorien, Guard of the Lady,
Child of the Vailor, Walker of the Wood.

How long since man and elf
fought the darkness side by side
renew the bonds of this alliance
honnored not since Isildor's breaking

But to the Rohan, arive to save
To sacrifice with elven blood
to save the children and wives
of the men of the Mark

And with immortal eyes
the last sight did see
the bright armor of the elves
stained dark with orcish blood.

Know in your peace of death
the Deep still stands, and Rohan rides
Against the Dark Lord
Loyal again, once more.