Shards of Narsil by Keys of Orthanc Lyrics
Crafted during the First Age, The red and white flame
For Elendil, the high king of Gondor
By the knowledge of the master Dwarf Telchar of Nogrod
A Longsword for the kings, for the fathers and for the sons
From the forge of The famous and renown blacksmith
Thousands of swords were wielded that day, only one vanquished the Evil
Even broked in two pieces, it still had the power to overcome the darkness
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
For years, the shards have slept
Passed from king's hands to another
Red and white flame
As heirlooms to the throne of Arnor
Chief heavenly lights and memories of sufferings from the past
Enemies of darkness and friendships that will never return
Red and white flame
Evil's bane, sun and moon, earth and blood
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
Flame of the west, became its name
Once the elvish skills were requested
Very bright was that sword when it was made whole again
The light of the sun shone redly in it, and the light of the moon shone cold
And its edge was hard and keen
And this recent King gave it a new name
He called it Andúril, the Flame of the West
Shards from the past, bright was the sword
When it was made whole again
Andùril, the legacy of Kings
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
For Elendil, the high king of Gondor
By the knowledge of the master Dwarf Telchar of Nogrod
A Longsword for the kings, for the fathers and for the sons
From the forge of The famous and renown blacksmith
Thousands of swords were wielded that day, only one vanquished the Evil
Even broked in two pieces, it still had the power to overcome the darkness
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
For years, the shards have slept
Passed from king's hands to another
Red and white flame
As heirlooms to the throne of Arnor
Chief heavenly lights and memories of sufferings from the past
Enemies of darkness and friendships that will never return
Red and white flame
Evil's bane, sun and moon, earth and blood
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''
Flame of the west, became its name
Once the elvish skills were requested
Very bright was that sword when it was made whole again
The light of the sun shone redly in it, and the light of the moon shone cold
And its edge was hard and keen
And this recent King gave it a new name
He called it Andúril, the Flame of the West
Shards from the past, bright was the sword
When it was made whole again
Andùril, the legacy of Kings
''Nanye Andúril i ne Narsil i macil Elendilo. Lercuvanten i mali Mordoreo''