La canción original sonaba tan deliciosamente épica que no pudimos resistirnos a hacer una versión. Siendo un tema de power metal no cuadra para una noche intemporal ni nada por el estilo, pero con una simple guitarra de acompañamiento queda de muerte cantada acappella... ¡esperamos que os guste!
I’ve crossed the mountains and the barren wastes,
[And] I fought the Evil in the Rohan plains.
After bringing the allies who came from the Shire
The sacred blade was forged again to thwart the Sauron’s rise.
As my ancestors have done, I’ll honour my sword
To join both lands in a unique kingdom.
Elendil fixed on Sauron his grey eyes
The sword in his hand, he was ready to fight
The king would face the evil until his last day
The sighted stones can’t see beyond… though they’re bound up with Fate
In a long bloody battle, as old legends told,
His steel wrenched the Ring from the hand of Sauron.
For the realm of Arnor, the lands within,
For the green region where Gondor lies
In my hand shines the blade that destroyed the Black Lord,
The two-times forged Elendil’s sword.
Only a Ranger with royal blood
Could guide the people with the work of Telchar
Yes, I’m that Ranger, and this is the day
In which supported by his own sword, the King regains his throne.
As my ancestors have done, I’ll honour my sword
To join both lands in a unique kingdom.
For the realm of Arnor, the lands within,
For the green region where Gondor lies
In my hand shines the blade that destroyed the Black Lord,
The two-times forged Elendil’s sword.
I’ve crossed the mountains and the barren wastes,
[And] I fought the Evil in the Rohan plains.
After bringing the allies who came from the Shire
The sacred blade was forged again to thwart the Sauron’s rise.
As my ancestors have done, I’ll honour my sword
To join both lands in a unique kingdom.
Elendil fixed on Sauron his grey eyes
The sword in his hand, he was ready to fight
The king would face the evil until his last day
The sighted stones can’t see beyond… though they’re bound up with Fate
In a long bloody battle, as old legends told,
His steel wrenched the Ring from the hand of Sauron.
For the realm of Arnor, the lands within,
For the green region where Gondor lies
In my hand shines the blade that destroyed the Black Lord,
The two-times forged Elendil’s sword.
Only a Ranger with royal blood
Could guide the people with the work of Telchar
Yes, I’m that Ranger, and this is the day
In which supported by his own sword, the King regains his throne.
As my ancestors have done, I’ll honour my sword
To join both lands in a unique kingdom.
For the realm of Arnor, the lands within,
For the green region where Gondor lies
In my hand shines the blade that destroyed the Black Lord,
The two-times forged Elendil’s sword.
