THE  DARKNESS (Sindarin)
The Darkness

I stand alone
and I hear the subtle moan
of the silence in my sleep.

In the waking hours,
the morning bell scours.
Wake the workers keep!

And now you see
the lost keep working,
the found can't sleep,
the missing keep walking,
and the darkness,
O the darkness!
It goes way down deep.
I *Dh�ath

d�ren erui
a lathran i *voe rhoss
e-d�n vi lostad n�n.

nedh i *vinuial lui,
i aur-nell faro.
echuio i *gardh-in-mui!

a si c�nich
i rand�rath an-uir muda,
i *chirnenath avo losta,
i �hirnenath an-uir pada,
a i *v�r,
ai i *v�r!
as edledhia hae dad n�r.
The Darkness

I-remain alone
and I-listen the soft whisper
of-silence in sleep my.

in the early-mourning times,
the day-bell hunts.
wake the house-of-the-slaves!

and now you-see
the wanderer-folk for-ever labor,
the found-folk don't sleep,
the not-found-folk for-ever walk,
and the darkness,
ah the darkness!
it exiles far down deep.
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