Rah, Rah - Goooooo Fight!

Rousing Battle Songs of Arda

1. The Rider's Song

   
   
   
The Riders Song

We're not so old as the Sea-Kings’ Men
But not so green with our reins
We had the honor at Celebrant
Of meeting the Riders of Wains
Twas Eorl, Brego, Aldor, Gram
And Helm that led us then
And after five hundred and nine long years
We’re fighting with Gondor again!

Old Days! The wild swans are flighting
Head to the storm as they faced it before!
For where there are Riders there's bound to be fighting,
And when there's no fighting, we’re Riders no more
Riders no more!

The fashion's all for grey steeds now,
But down the river great,
We rode on horses black as night,
With Gondor's aid our fate.
We’ve stayed within our borders strong
Our herds, so great they grow
The half of Arda knows our fame
As all the Riders know.

Old Days! The wild swans are flying
Head to the storm as they faced it before!
Where there are Riders there's memory undying,
And when we forget, we are Riders no more
Riders no more!

From the mountains down to Celebrant
Limlight to water’s ridge
The ancient days come back no more
Than water under the bridge
But the bridge it stands and the water runs
As red as yesterday
And the Riders move to the sound of the horns
Like salmon to the sea.

Old days! The wild swans are ranging,
Head to the storm as they faced it before
Where there are Riders their hearts are unchanging
For when they are changed we are Riders no more.
Riders no more.

We’re not so old as the Sea-Kings' Men
But we’re not so new in the ring
For we rode with our packs for Cirion
When Eorl was our King.
But Éomer’s our leader now
And we’re King Théoden’s men
And after five hundred and nine long years
We’re fighting with Gondor again.

Oh, Mundberg, and did we stand by you
Then life was made splendid with gifts and rewards?
Ah, Sunlend! And will we deny you
In time of your agony, Mother of Swords?
Old Days! The wild swans are flighting
Head to the storm as they faced it before
For where there are Riders; there’s loving and fighting
And when we stop either, We’re Riders no more
Riders no more.

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The original of this is "The Irish Guards" by Rudyard Kipling
Text here The Irish Guards
scroll down to the second poem on the page

This is best sung. Original melody by Michael Longcor can be heard at Firebird Arts and Music Scroll down to the CD "Drunken Angel".

And many thanks to Tanaqui. A generous portion of the above is her work!

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

   
   
   

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Author: Gwynnyd

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Last Updated: 11/03/04

Original Post: 11/03/04

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