Gil-galad was an Elven-king.

Of him the harpers sadly sing:

the last whose realm was fair and free

between the Mountains and the Sea.





His sword was long, his lance was keen,

his shining helm afar was seen;

the countless stars of heaven's field

were mirrored in his silver shield.



But long ago he rode away,

and where he dwelleth none can say;

for into darkness fell his star

in Mordor where the Shadows are.



精灵王吉尔-加拉德，

诗琴仍为他把哀歌传唱：

他的王国东起高山，西至海洋，

最后的乐土任人徜徉。



他的佩剑锐长，枪矛锋利，

他的战盔醒目闪亮，

他的银盾映照

穹宇无垠群星煌煌。



多年前他纵马出征，

如今何在无人能明；

他的命星陨落，

落入魔多暗影掩蔽。