WINYAMO TYERME
by Petri Tikka

Winyamo nanye:
Lala lil uminye
Ilquain ná nóte auríva:
Mo nessa, mo yára, mo enwina

Loar tulir lencave ar lintave:
Sintante ar nartar ve mere Ilúvatar
Alavalye nar Valar
Ar úvar name Maiar 
Man nauva vinya oiale

A Yésus, ánin anta Aire-Fea
I cuinien ve aimo
An ni véla tye ento
Ya rato, a Héru, nea

I am a youngster:
I deny it no more
All have a number of days:
Someone is young, someone old, someone ancient

Years come slowly and swiftly:
They fade and kindle as the All-Father wants
The powers are not powerful
And the angels will not decide
Who will be new for an everlasting age

O Jesus, give me the Holy Spirit
That I may live as a saint
Until I see you next
And I hope, O Lord, it will be soon


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