Sleep easy on your Elven bed

Sleep easy on your Elven bed,

For you have earned a blessed rest.

Anointed with the tears of friends,

Arrayed by friends in place of kin.

Sleep easy on your Elven bed.

Rocked gently by the waters flow,

Washed clean from stain of blood and toil.

Bourne lightly on its glistening hue.

Sleep easy on your Elven bed.

Your precious carriage bears you on

To travel to the Waiting Halls, where

Mother’s embrace will lead you in.

Sleep easy on your Elven bed.

For you no vaulted tomb or shrine,

No place to lay a floral wreath,

No memorial stone to mark your deeds.

Sleep easy on your Elven bed.

Pass quietly by a brother’s gaze

His last salute through tear filled eyes

His blessing whispered to silent ears.

Son of Gondor, whose mighty horn

Lay shattered in a clump of reed.

You will live on in hearts and minds.

Warrior of mighty worth and deeds.

Sleep easy on your Elven bed.

For you have earned a blessed rest.