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Original poem: The Lady of Shalott by Lord Alfred Tennyson. Translated into Sindarin by Fiona Jallings Painting by John William Waterhouse Part 1 Sindarin Literal English Original English Bo ath-rant dorthar breniel rídhien1 i-thair theriel, Hammar dawar, govenir ell2; A thrî rîdh i ven hiriel Am marad Camelod; Adh in
The Riddle of Strider Original English by J. R. R. Tolkien Ilnad i valt law1 thilia, Rendir al-bain mistar; I vrûn i belt law bêl, Nais2 law raetha3 thynd dym. Naur o lith cuidannen4 Calad uiñ gwaith tuia Cŷr i grist rangen5 Pen bedh-ri ad-ol6 aran. la,c9IlI4ca8Ia*I0lalcO @bdl@Ica2í,I6l#c@O lI4@k,IlI2b:Ia*I2ñaO ,í%Ia*I@&0cI0ødI9ø6P
The Bath Song Original English by J. R. R. Tolkien Linno ai! Anin buigad na veth aur I buiga dhad i vaw ‘ern! Dollost2 ú-linnatha: A Nen Urui nad arod! A! Laer lend ross eliol I oll câb o thund na lad; A vaer athadh ross a hîr. I Nen
The Fall of Gil-galad Original English by J. R. R. Tolkien Gil-galad aran edhellen. I thelegain linnar o then: I âr vedui dôr vain a lain Min eryd ar i aearon. Megil dîn and, ecthel dîn laeg, Thôl hílol dîn palan-dirnen: In gîl ú-enedui menel Tirnin bo thand gelebren dîn.
Lament for the Rochirrim Original English by J. R. R. Tolkien Mi van si i roc ar i rohon? Mi van i rom i ialla? Mi van i thôl ar i angrenhammad1 ar i finnel valu i ‘linga? Mi van i gam erin lain en-gannel ar i naur garan i
The Fisherman’s Lament Tailel danner fain erin gloss iúriel enni. Lebidel pannel an gaded i dhuin rhîw. Caimmen eniver le mabed le chebed dan ethiriassel2. Ben i naergon hen óren nen erui. Your feet fell fair upon the snow as you ran to me. Your fingers, you opened to catch
I Dreamed of War I ûl osp cân annin vin ely nîn. Cenin anin ‘Rûn, anin mâr e-Dawarwaith, i noss nîn. Lith haer toba i lammen ned i thuion. Echuiel faug, ethuion ar anin chenneth nîn nerin. I gened nîn eno ‘annen vin ôl nîn. I thî velig maethyr heregui
Such is Life Mi moth gwilwileth ortha, A sîr lhûg ‘ond awartha. Sui guil, sui guil. Or ael heledir dortha, Di ‘olf dhannen lim dartha. Sui guil, sui guil. Mi ‘aladh melethyr1 erthar, Nu Ithil ‘ael aderthar. Sui guil, sui guil. In a pond, a butterfly rises, By a stream,
I wrote this for a fanfic (don’t worry, I’ve never been suicidal!) about a character between a rock and a hard place far from home. O Valar, I want to die! Bannos hîr i firn! Tolo a thollo Vân charn hen am bar. Hîr i thŷr a thûl! Tolo a
This poem was written for a fanfic – a child extremely happy that his Ada (daddy) made it home safely from his adventure. To a Dad Edhil, glirib oh i mŷr verin, oh i ngellyr, ar oh i negyr. Law1 ‘lirib oh i chairdh atha maeth. Ladrengil2 i thavron ngolodhren3
