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[00:01.63] | Gil-galad was an Elven-king. |
[00:05.13] | Of him the harpers sadly sing: |
[00:08.75] | The last whose realm was fair and free |
[00:12.41] | Between the mountains and the sea. |
[00:16.22] | His sword was long, his lance was keen. |
[00:20.03] | His shining helm afar was seen. |
[00:24.02] | The countless stars of heaven's field |
[00:27.57] | Were mirrored in his silver shield. |
[00:31.78] | But long ago he rode away, |
[00:35.33] | And where he dwelleth none can say. |