There is a land, far far away
That in our hearts we know so well
I will journey there one day
To this place called Rivendell:

Bane of hunger
and foe of fear
Carefree slumber
and safety near

Harp and lyre
and song and dance
Hearts lift higher
and minds entrance

Halls of fire
and warm soft winds
A peaceful lair
and cold pure springs

Clear blue pools
under starlit skies
Reflecting dreams
under twilight's gaze

Hope and peace
second to none
Await us ...
we will come.

There's indeed an enchanted realm
Within our hearts we know it well
I will journey there one day
To this place called Rivendell.