Gil-galad ech vaegannen matha,
Aith heleg nín j orch gostatha;
Nin cíniel na nguruthos
Hon ess nín istatha:
Aiglos
'Gil-galad wields a well-made spear,
The Orc will fear my point of ice;
When he sees me, in fear of death
he will know my name:
Aiglos'