He is coming back to his land again After being a long time away He fought great battles from north to south, east to west In heat like or frozen cold in (the) highest hills
He won every battle and his enemies are death Nobody knows if they are in heaven or hell But one thing is for sure, they all did regret To have met him
A brave face full of big deep scars Hard arms like steel His body and strength were forged In a lifetime of war
Now he wants to rest his sword, his body and his soul He has returned to take back the crown of his land
Now he wants to rest his sword, his body and his soul Finally he has returned to be the king Be the king of middle-earth
