UNTITLED by EOWYN EVENSTAR

On the Battlefield you laid.
You hope was gone, your friends thought you failed.
The Lands of Gondor that you loved so well,
You shall see no more.
And no more shall we hear the great horn of your Fathers before you.
The Great River became your grave,
With the most honor your friends could give.
Why Boromir did you go to that far off place where you know we cannot follow?
But dear friend, rest in peace, for in dreams we may meet again.

FÆGE IC FEALLE by NAZGUL
(In 1st person - Boromir. Title: Anglo Saxon "doomed I fall")

I see the Fate of Men befall
Once more, before my very eyes.
Too many times I’ve seen this
Holding a dying man in my arms
Watching the question in his eyes
Reflecting mine.
But here, and now, I fall
As others fell before
I see the world grow dim and wonder
Is the same question in my eyes
And when will it be answered
I see the folly that had taken me
The monster that I had become
Is he the same I am?
The man who loved his country
Who fought and bled for her?
I see the line of my ancestors
And the ones who are still to come
And pray that I am worthy
To walk among them proudly
Pray my weakness is forgiven
I know it is forgiven.
I see my King, he gives me leave
To go to them in peace.

ARAGORN'S THOUGHTS by GOUN
(In 1st person - Aragorn - translated from German)

I watch your boat leaving,
It will be your last journey.
You are heading towards Gondor,
Where your family is waiting for you.
You have let me down,
I stand alone at the bank and watch after your boat.
I have taken a piece of your armour,
I hope, you can forgive me that.
A keepsake from you
That I never forget you.
You have fought bravely,
Although you were too proud
To accept me as your king at the beginning.
Believe me, I never wanted to hurt you.
Everything I desired
Was a peaceful life,
Far away from all peoples,
Really alone.
You were born to become a ruler,
You should have ascended the throne.
You won’t believe me,
But I want to leave for the lonely lands,
To be, where no one presumes you,
That is my life.
Loneliness, seclusion, peace
Is everthing I desire.
I thought, you were an egoist at first,
Who tolerates no one beside himself.
Forgive,
I was a jerk
To think this way.
At the beginning you just thought about the Ring,
It beguiled your mind.
What did you want to reach with this?
For a long time I thought about this question,
But I wasn’t able to find a solution.
You knew that the Ring is dangerous,
We would never have resisted his will.
As we set out, it seemed,
As if you agreed with us
That the Ring has to be destroyed.
You made jokes with Merry and Pippin,
We laughed and told us tales.
You have shown your great heart,
As you helped me to save Frodo in the front of the Mines of Moria.
You believed
That we will travel to Minas Tirith and that the people there would say:
The lords of the White City have returned!
I had a dismal presentiment,
But I did not want to believe it.
After you were tempted by the Ring,
You wanted to compensate your fault.
You tried to save Merry and Pippin,
But you failed and died.
When I saw you dying,
I knew that I owe you something.
Tears still run down my cheeks,
While your boat is heading towards the sea.
Your life was short,
But you haven’t forfeited it.
For a long time songs will be written about your bravery,
You will never be forgotten,
Son of Denethor II and Finduilas,
Brother of Faramir,
Jewel of War,
Son of Gondor.
How our journey will go on without you,
Not even the Lady of the Golden Forest knows.
But you should not have died in vain,
I will take revenge for your death,
I promise!
I cry a last tear,
It falls silently into the water.
Legolas wants to try to reach Frodo and Sam,
But you would never have thought about this.
We will leave the Argonath,
Silently Isildur and Elendil will guard this place,
Where you fought your last battle.
You have seen your kings,
Your wish has come true.
One last time I look to the waterfall,
Mourn for you.
You have done so much for us,
But we weren’t able to give something back to you.
We will never forget you,
You, the true lord of Gondor!

DENETHOR'S LAMENT by LEVI
(In 1st person - Denethor - Lament II)

I claim not that my earthly realm
Hath not much nobility to miss
But I mourn not for the lost fair helm
And I never saw a city brave like this

Half the world I wandered through
Years of love have been forgot
Oh seeking where such lost fame grew
Defending I must Gondor’s wordly lot

But half the world unto my quest
– fighting back this pain –
Answered me with laugh and jest
Longing for a touch of fame

They bade me to gather not my strength
But wait for a ruler in timely length
And still I searched for my delight
Seeing how it died – the lonely tree so white

My awfully defeat – oh I have to foresee
Then pay homage to him, like you never did to me!
But you shall suffer for my fate
Born in the years of despairing hate!

Filth and shame on me
That I must welcome, oh the enemy!
There’s not left for me the hail
For all my ways now have to fail

I am a wanderer in a shadowed land
I despair – for though dark they stand!
In a black realm of myself
Damnation on this simulated wealth!

Then home came I at mental windertide
But my silly wish had died
I was seeking with her latest breath
In Longings from the arms of death.