Before I put up the next track, I shall give a few brief thoughts on Track 12.
I love how the horns in LotR (both in the soundtrack and the ones the Rohirrim use) all sound in a perfect fifth. I don't know if that's how medieval horns were; I've been trying to find out, unsuccessfully. Anyhow, since the open fifth is such a pure interval, I think it does succeed in making that sound meant to inspire warriors in battle.
The choir is lovely and eerie. I did a bit of searching and found this for the lyrics:
Quote:
Coll am
na waewath goeyl
Tellin i Neder
Gurth renia
Meditha han phan
Meditha ar dhon
[Source]
Borne aloft
By fell winds.
The Nine have come
Death has taken wing.
He will eat it all
Eat all the world.
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This sounds right to me, although the lyrics only make sense in the EE DVD, when Gandalf and the Witch-King face off.
Now for the next track! There is a low playing of the Rohan theme at the very beginning. Then there are these astonishing chords at 0:50, which I think is one of the most beautiful progressions in the whole score, and I admire its simplicity. I listened to it several times and figured out the chords to that little section (0:50-1:07). I think it's right, although maybe I messed up an inversion. The key is A minor:
i VI6 i v6 i VI6 iii6 VII6/4 VI
By the end of the phrase, it's moved into F major and arpeggiates in a little fanfare. Then it moves quickly into music akin to that of Mordor. At 1:47 the choir comes back in. Here, the two sites I've been using conflict.
A Magpie's Nest says that the Ringwraith words that I quoted above are what the choir is saying;
Gwaith-i-Phethdain says it's this:
Quote:
Dollost - dîr cuiol
u-'ar nin degi!
Le echelithar aen
Athar fuin ban
Rhaw lîn mannen
Ind tham lîn
Lanc na chen be-thobas.
Anant i vaethor ú-ritha
Hên Rohan
Fim sui anghathel
Bain a goeol.
Na vedui istant
Na vedui cenn
Dîr ú-naun hon...
Vess e tiriant.
You fool - no living man
Can kill me!
You will be borne away
Beyond all darkness;
Your flesh devoured;
Your shriveled mind
Left naked to the lidless eye.
But still the soldier did not move,
Child of Rohan,
Slender as a steel-blade,
Fair yet terrible.
Too late he knew,
Too late saw,
This was no man...
He looked upon a woman.
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I'm inclined to go with the first one because it seems to fit better. The track closes on another triumphant fanfare.