It is where all go to heal the sick and wounded.

We sing each night, songs of joy.

We live in peace, and everlasting imortality.

The river flows by us, it's voice so very sweet.

Our Lord and Queen do welcome us,

with a smile and a song.

 

We call this place our home for all.

So come and stay a few days, and have a drink of wine.

Sing with us our songs of merriment, and stay up the whole night through.

Hear our tales of battle, and sing a song or two.

 

And when you oh weary traveler must be on your way.

We will bid you a most joyous farewell.

We'll give you gifts of weapons strong, enchanted with our song.

We'll lend you strong horses, so you can get to your journey's end.

 

And when you pass this way again.

We will sing you a song, of your journey.

Knowing it has come to an end.

 

Welcome to Rivendell The home of the Elves.

We'll bless you with a song,

and give you our wine.