The Fallen (Theoden Grives for his Son)
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Words by Philipa Boyens, translated into Old English (Rohirric) by David Salo, music by Howard Shore Old English (Rohirric) Hé laered hine rídan And wealdan méce And standan fæst And féond ne forhtian. Nú hé sceal leornian Ðæt hearde sóð: Hé raerede his cnapa Of cilde tó menn Ðæt hé his déað geséo. Sé féond wæs simble mid heom. Sé féond ne reccede ege. 'He taught him to ride, To wield a sword. To stand strong And show his enemy no fear. Now he must learn The hard truth: That he had brought his boy From childhood. So that he might face his death Like a man. The enemy was always with them. The enemy did not care about fear.

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