A Lenda de Gil-galad

"Long before, in the first days of the North Kingdom, they built a great watch-tower, Amon Sul they called it... Elendil stood there watching for the coming of Gil-galad, in the days of the Last Alliance…"

Gil-galad was an Elven-king.

Of him the harpers sadly sing:

The last whose realm was fair and free

Between the Mountains and the Sea.

"I remember well the splendour of their banners. It recalled to me the glory of the Elder Days and the hosts of Beleriand, so many great princed and captains were assembled. And yet not so many, nor so fair, as when Thangorodrim was broken..."

His sword was long, his lance was keen,

His shining helm afar was seen;

The countless stars of heaven's field

Were mirrored in his silver shield.

"I was the herald of Gil-galad and marched with his host. I was at the Battle of Dagorland before the Black Gate of Mordor, where we had the mastery: for the Spear of Gil-galad and the Sword of Elendil, Aiglos and Narsil, none could withstand. I beheld the last combat on the slopes of Orodruin, where Gil-galad died..."

But long ago he rode away,

And where he dwelleth none can say;

For into darkness fell his star

In Mordor where the shadows are.

"Muito antes, nos primeiros dias do Reino do Norte, construíram uma grande torre de vigia, Amon Sul, assim a chamaram... Elendil estava lá, observando a chegada de Gil-galad, nos dias da Última Aliança…"

"Gil-galad era um rei élfico.

Sobre ele os bardos cantam com tristeza:

O último cujo reino era belo e livre

Entre as Montanhas e o Mar.

"Lembro-me bem do esplendor de suas bandeiras. Isso me recordou a glória dos Dias Antigos e as hostes de Beleriand, tantos grandes príncipes e capitães estavam reunidos. E ainda assim, não eram tantos, nem tão belos, como quando Thangorodrim foi quebrado..."

"Sua espada era longa, sua lança afiada,

Seu elmo brilhante era visto de longe;

As incontáveis estrelas do campo celestial

Se refletiam em seu escudo prateado.

"Eu fui o arauto de Gil-galad e marchei com sua hoste. Estive na Batalha de Dagorland diante do Portão Negro de Mordor, onde tivemos a supremacia: pois a Lança de Gil-galad e a Espada de Elendil, Aiglos e Narsil, ninguém podia resistir. Eu vi o último combate nas encostas de Orodruin, onde Gil-galad morreu..."

"Mas há muito tempo ele partiu,

E onde ele habita ninguém pode dizer;

Pois na escuridão caiu sua estrela

Em Mordor, onde as sombras estão."