TELCONTAR
(JRRT:LotR1:I ch.10)
translated by Petri Tikka
Laurea ilqua lá rilya, Lá vanwa i ranya ilquen; I yára i turca lá píca, Lá hirna nur-talmar nixenen. Litselillor nár cuivana nauva, Huinellor cal tuiyuva san; I rácina maic' envinyanta, Úrína ennauva aran. All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.