(ęBlack Jade 2005)

Marching into battle, let me die
Life is not worth living-my lost love
By both my parents' beds did I cry
I am a shieldmaiden-no tender dove.
Disguised in a helm and armor
Riding with the host to Gondor
Life holds no worth for me-it is bleak
not life but death also I seek

In my youth I saw my mother wither
Where my father went-she went thither
Pain is all I've ever known, and work
But I am strong and do not shirk

Once I believed I could live a worthless life
But I will not live as a useless wife
Nay-Faramir, gentle lord, my healer
Life is worth the living-I've found love