Who is that beautiful Elf-maiden?
When she plays her harp
It relieves my heart
Which is sorrow-laden
She is Alsriel of Rivendell
About her I'm going to tell
I wanted to write her a poem
When I was feeling alone
Her pretty eyes are so bright
They glow like stars, am I right?
I love her flowing black hair
This is something my heart cannot bear.
It makes me glad
That she is never sad
But instead of that
She smiles, just like that
She is beautiful
Even amongst the fairest
It is so delightful
When she sings while I rest
She is so noble and sublime
She almost stops the time
Her music is like sweetest wine
And I cannot even rhyme
Alsriel the fair
Sings like nightingale
Hear ye, every wood and dale
Listen to her, every dell and vale.
When I lay down and close my eyes
And her voice caresses my mind
I can fall asleep
And dream sweetest of dreams.
