Howard Shore The Departure of Boromir

I alda helda, i ehtele lína The tree is bare, the fountain still.
Manna lelyalye Voromírë? Whither goest thou Boromir?
Cánalya hlarula, la hirimmel We heard your call but cannot find you.
Fuinë lanta Pelendoro nandesse Darkness falls upon the vale of Pelennor
Sí massë i Anar? Where now is the sun?