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