(Idril's Song)
Vali� Vair� in�ri� liar martommion
N�mm� parca cuil�valta ve i Aldu.
S� i n�r� hendimm�llo av�ni�
I l�mar �mammion lantar cemenenna
Eress� m�timar lussar i r�manen v�l�o
Liltar i n�simar lotessen tuil�va.
Ustan� ar r�cina n� vanima m�riny�.
�-cenuvan f�nar mindoniryar anar�ress�
�-cenuvan f�nar mindoniryar and�ness�
�-cenuvan meldonyar ananta istan:
Emm� ny�nuvar lin, Ondolind�,
Mandos ringess� ar nu anarya H�par
�-hehtuvamm� lin, Ondolind�.
Y�ni �n�tim� autuluva ar entuluva
Lassi lantuvar salqu�nna laiqua
Fanyar leluvar helwess� serc�a
Ar An�r antuvam� rier silmar.
Lind�lma ortuva eress� ny�r�nen.
Ny�r� an nat� vanwa ar nat� tuvina
Ny�r� �-hehtuva �r�lma tenn�Ambar-metta
�-cenuvan Aldalyat anar�ress�
�-cenuvan Aldalyat and�ness�
�-cenuvan meldonyar ananta istan:
Emm� ny�nuvar lin, Ondolind�,
Mandos ringess� ar nu anarya H�par
�-hehtuvamm� lin, Ondolind�.
Liss�-miruv�r� tyava s�ra noressen ettelen
Ar masta tyava ve les �-rambalyassen
Ve les s� quatala ehtel�lyer y�ress�-lirila
L�ti �va Tumbalandess�,
Lalam� �va Cornorontessi.
Ily� emm� istan� ar meln� n� vanwa.
Er lussi �-fif�rula n�r �r�mmassen
�-cenuvan mall�lyar anar�ress�
�-cenuvan mall�lyar and�ness�
�-cenuvan meldonyar ananta istan:
Emm� ny�nuvar lin, Ondolind�,
Mandos ringess� ar nu anarya H�par
�-hehtuvamm� lin, Ondolind�.
Valie Vaire has torn the threads of our lives
We are dry of life now, like the Two Trees.
Now the fire has disappeared from our eyes
Echoes of our voices fell into the [bloodied] earth.
Only the last whispers in the gentle breeze
Dance on the fragrant [late] spring flowers.
Burned and destroyed is my beautiful home.
I will never see its white towers in the sunrise.
I will never see its white towers in the sunset.
I will never see my friends, an yet I know:
We will weep for thee, Gondolin,
In the cold Halls of Mandos and in sunny Havens.
We will not forget thee, Gondolin.
Years uncounted will go away and come again
Leaves will fall onto the green grass
Clouds will travel across the blood-red sky
And sun will paint crowns over our faces.
Our song will rise now only in sorrow
Sorrow for what was lost and what was gained
Sorrow that will never leave our hearts.
I will never see sunrise over your trees.
I will never see sunset over your trees.
I will never see my friends, an yet I know:
We will weep for thee, Gondolin,
In the cold Halls of Mandos and in sunny Havens.
We will not forget thee, Gondolin.
Sweet mead tastes bitter in other lands
And bread tasted like ashes outside your walls
Like ashes that now fill your fountains.
There will never be flowers in Tumladen,
There will never be laughter in Echoriath.
Everything we knew and loved is gone.
Only memory undimmed lives in our hearts.
I will never see sunrise over your streets.
I will never see sunset over your streets.
I will never see my friends, an yet I know:
We will weep for thee, Gondolin,
In the cold Halls of Mandos and in sunny Havens.
We will not forget thee, Gondolin.
This grew out of the starting poem of my story "I will never forget thee, Gondolin"
The poem is in part inspired by a poem of Hatul�s �L�r� Macalaur�o� which is the answer to Galadriel�s �Namari�. The image of Vali� Vair� was too powerful, and this poem started from that image.
