In the tavern of Beloui

Sat Theja with his friend of past

With brad and wine and hearts that feel at ease

Now the inn was warm with joy

Tables full of greatest lads

Telling old tales, singing songs of glees

In the shadow of the fire place

Sat Aaron the forestwanderer

No one inside noticed his face, he's a panderer

Wanderer, son of the kingdom

Wanderer unknown

Wanderer, a friend of those all in need

Wanderer, alone

They are feeling good at heart

At the table began to sing

A funny song about their old homeland

The song was called "Broken Cart"

Without a thought he took the ring

Then quickly disappeared, ring on hand

Aaron he left, he was surprised

He knew for sure now that the path was long

He knew that Hobbits were not that wise

He must now be strong

Wanderer.

All confused Theja listened to Aaron was the one

I'm your leader from this day

Tell me what you've done, what you've done

Aaron guarded, the night was long

The companions sleeping good and tight

Aaron he knows, he wouldn't be wrong

All things must be right