Tekst piosenki
Words by Philippa Boyens,
translated into Old English (Rohirric) by David Salo,
music by Howard Shore
Old English (Rohirric)
Ho naefre wacode dgrd
Tó bisig mid dgeweorcum
Ac oft ho wacode sunnanwanung
onne nihtciele crap geond móras
And on aere hwile
Ho drag losinga
Earla inga e ho forlas.
Ho sw oft drag hire swle sincende
Ho ne ce hire heortan lust.
'She never watched the morning rising,
Too busy with the day's first chores,
But oft she would watch the sun's fading,
As the cold of night crept across the moors.
And in that moment
She felt the loss
Of everything that had been missed.
So used to feeling the spirit sink,
She had not felt her own heart's wish.
