Men of Gondor, day is dawning
Can you see the Orcs a-spawning?
Hear their beasts and host a-groaning
On Pelennor field!
Men of Gondor, arrows ready
Keep your eyes keen, and aim steady
Loose the arrows swift and deadly
West-Men never yield!
Aside us host of Noldor,
Fighting hordes of Mordor
Squadrons of the riders of the Rohan,
Middle-Earth is fighting for the freedom!
Men of Gondor, don your armour
Fight the orcs with sword and ardour
There they come, the host of Sauron -
Let them bite the steel!

Men of Gondor, foe is closing
Time is now for orc disposing!
Minas Tirith host disclosing -
West-Men shall be free!
Men of Gondor, forward march on
For your homes and mankind's freedom
Slay the vile orcs of Sauron -
On to victory!
From the hills rebounding
Mumakil are sounding -
Hear the trumpets of Minas Tirith host
Crush the host of Mordor a-surrounding!
Men of Gondor, on to glory
This will ever be your story!
Shining steel and spirit roary -
Dúnedain are we!