I Naergon anidh Rochirrim
- Lament for the Rochirrim
- Original English by J. R. R. Tolkien
Mas si i roch ar i rochon? Mas i rom i ialla?
Mas i thôl ar i angrenhammad ar i finnel valu i 'linga?
Mas i gam erin lain en-gannel ar i naur garan i gala?
Mas i echuil ar i iavas ar i iaw dond i 'ala?
Gwanner sui ross erin orod sui chwest min lô;
In oer pennar min Annûn adel in emyn mi dhae.
Man ovratha i osp e-dawar fern i lacha?
Egor tíratha in în hiriol uin Aear i athol?
Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harp-string, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning?
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
Reconstructions:
- Angrenhammad
- I put together the words "angren" - "iron" and "hammad" - "clothing".
- Athol-
- I reconstructed it by using the roots AT+TUL.