I NURUHUINE TULE
by Petri Tikka
Losse ostosse enge more rusco. I vessi rusco
titte ve nieri ner. Íre
quentente lisse as i roquen-torni vernonto, i ronyo-heru osto
merne te. Lendes mir i rusco-mindo tundosse orturien i indor
vesseron rusco. Mal úmes orture te i tundosse. Sí mornie orturne i
heru. Luin uile tulle or i loxe nero. Firnes ringe.
The Death-shadow comes
In a white city there was a black fox. The wives of the fox were tiny
like bees. When they spoke sweetly with the knight brothers of their
husband, the hound lord of the city wanted them. He went into the
fox-tower on a hill to conquer the hearts of the fox’s wives. But he did
not conquer them in the hill. Now darkness mastered the lord. Blue
seaweed came over the man’s hair. He died cold.