Those thieves...( gollum)

You have the gift of foresight...

What's this, a ranger...

There are five wraiths behind you..

I do not fear them

Noro lim, Asfaloth, noro lim!

Frodo fir, ai athradon i hir...

Hon mabathon, rochan ellint im

There is still hope

Even the smallest person...

You mean not to follow them

Something draws near...

I have not the heart to tell you...

There is a fell voice on the air

And you have my bow...

Have you heard nothing...

This is no mere ranger...

The ring must be destroyed

I amar prestar chae

The world is changed

Hon mathon ne nen

I can feel it in the water

Frodo, Im Arwen, telin le thaed.

Lasto beth nin, tolo dan na ngalad.

Nin o Chithaeglir lasto beth daer; Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer!