Letras
Three for the Elven-kings under the sky
Fair and wise with starlit eye
Seven for Dwarf-lords, halls of stone
Greedy hearts, but carved alone
Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die
Whose shadows walked, but could not fly
And in the land where fire flows
A darker hand did forge below
A master ring, a whispered lie
To bind them all beneath the Eye
These are the Rings of Power made
Gifts of gold that hearts betrayed
Shining bright, yet burning cold
They carry doom in bands of gold
For in the dark where secrets lie
One ring rules, and none defy
Elrond bore Vilya, the Ring of Air
Preserved his realm with silent care
Galadriel, with Nenya's grace
Held back time in Lórien's place
Gandalf bore Narya's flame
To spark the hearts too lost to name
But pride and fear in mortal hearts
Tore the world in jagged parts
And far in Mordor's cruel domain
The One awoke with fire and chain
These are the Rings of Power made
Bright with might, but darkly laid
Hope may gleam, but still they bind
The strongest will, the weakest mind
One to rule, one to find
One to bring the end of time
Ashes fall on Númenor
Echoes cry from ancient war
Kings are dust, and dwarves grow still
But the ring endures with wicked will
Yet even when the dark was near
A halfling walked without fear
No crown, no sword, no fire nor pride
Just quiet strength the ring denied
These are the Rings of Power made
But not all hearts shall bend or fade
Though shadows stretch and fires burn
There comes a day the light returns
For even gold may lose its gleam
But courage lives in quiet dreams
These are the Rings of Power made
But not all hearts shall bend or fade
Though shadows stretch and fires burn