Namárië
Ai! laurië lantar lassi súrinen,
Yéni únótimë ve rámar aldaron!
Yéni ve lintë yuldar
Mi oromardi
Andúnë pella,
Vardo
Nu luini yassen tintilar i
Omaryo airetári-lírinen.
Sí man i yulma nin enquantuva?
An sí Tintallë Varda
Ve fanyar máryat Elentári ortanëAr ilyë tier undulávë lumbulëAr sindanóriello caita mornië I falmalinnar imbë met,
Ar hísië untúpa Calaciryo míri oialë.
Sí vanwa ná,
Rómello vanwa,
Valimar!
Namárië!
Nai hiruvalyë Valimar!
Nai elyë hiruva!
Namárië!
Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind,
Long years numberless as the wings of trees!
The long years have passed like swift
Of the sweet mead in lofty
Beyond the West, beneath the blue vaults of
Wherein the stars
In the voice of her song, holy and queenly.
Who now shall refill the cup for me?
For now the Kindler,
Varda, the Queen of the stars,
From Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like
And all paths are drowned deep in shadow;
And out of a grey country darkness
On the foaming waves between us,
And mist covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever.
Now lost, lost to those of the East is Valimar!
Farewell!
Maybe thou shalt find Valimar!
Maybe even thou shalt find it!
Farewell!
J R R Tolkien
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