Mithrandir

You have the power in your veins and in your hands

With your force you can go everywhere

No one can stop you, you are the white mighty man

With the spells to control to all men

Running in the valleys, mountains and the hills

In your white horse that is a king

Is the fast horse of all the land

Shadowgrey his name, the sacred mearas one

The light in your eyes is so powerful

With your cane you can rule all

The force of your soul is so strong

The power of your spells can raise it all

You are the leader of fellowship of the ring

You kill the balrog in the moria’s mines

With your light the nazguls can’t fight

You are mithrandir or gandalf the white

All the power in a being

Mithrandir, you are the true king

Fighting against sauron

To destroy the ring