Ir Ithil Ammen Eruchín

Fading moonlight upon the Anduin.

Whispering leaves, creaking branches.

An elf, clad in dark green and brown, standing motionless like a tree.

Long was the road to the south. The Malledhrim do not know about his arrival yet.

In a low, calm voice, the elf is singing:

"Ir Ithil ammen Eruchín

menel-vîr síla díriel

si loth a galadh lasto dîn..."

("When the moon for us, the children of Eru

shines like a jewel of heavenly silver

then flower and tree listen in silence...")

                                         The first few phrases of the famous Lay of Leithian by JRR Tolkien