Character: Théoden

- Simbelmini. They always grew up on the graves of my ancestors... and now they cover my son's grave. Woe to me to live in these dark days... The young are dying, and the old are dying. And now I'm going to have to see the last days of a kind of...
- Theodred's death is not on your conscience.
- It is not for parents to bury their children.

- Alas that these evil days should be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see the last of its kind...
- Death Theodred is not your fault.
- No parent should have to bury their children.

- Strange forces possess are our enemies, and strange weaknesses inherent in them, - said théoden. - From time immemorial it is said: "Evil often defeats itself".

In the strange times I had a chance to live! For centuries, we raised cattle, plowed the land, built houses, made tools, helped gondortsy in the battle for Minas Tirith. All this we call normal life, and it seemed to us that this way goes the whole world. We are little troubled about what's happening outside our country. This was sung in the songs, but we forgot the songs or sang them only to children, just like that, thoughtlessly, out of habit. And these songs reminded myself, found us in the most unexpected place and gained a visible form.

For hot and bold speeches often lies a faithful heart.
(A loyal heart is not always accompanied by courteous speech.)

Where now the horse and the rider,
Where is the horn that was blowing?
Died down a mountain storm,
Like wind in the meadow,
The days have gone down,
In the twilight shadows behind the hills.

Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where a helmet and mail, where his visage proud?
Where is the sweet harp and the fire burning high?
Where Mature spring and summer, and Golden Niva?
Died down the rain on the mountains, like wind in the meadow,
The days have gone down in the sunset shadows over the hills.
With the fire danced joy, and with the smoke drove off the mountain
And irrevocable Time will not come back to us from overseas...