Oh Arwen;
gone now is the morning,
fair light of first day,
our eyes since have been open,
great beauty have we seen,
as the noon must come from morning,
night will come from the day,
and with the light fades the beauty,
slowly will fade away.
But end not all the beauty,
nor light fades all away,
for in the day's end there still is beauty,
thro be blackness upon the land,
with no beauty there to see.
Beauty still will light the sky,
beyond the end of day.
Oh Arwen Evenstar,
your beauty light's,
the night,
beyond the end of day.