Cuivienello
Tol Eressëanna
by Ryszard Derdzinski
This short poem was first published in the Elvish Linguistic Calendar 2001. In its author's intention it is a text written by Galadhorn, a man of the Elder Days who lived in Eglarest and described the feelings of an Noldor Elf who after the War of the Jewels wants to come back to Eldamar.
Telpina
lindë nenilion
rilma
elellion unótimë
'Ela!'
-
lindalessë ontaina ná lambelwa
ilúmë
órenwar cendar Númenna.
Alass'
ar alma Eldamarwa
ataltanë
nu falmar nár ar serceva.
Ninquë
huinessë Helcaraxeva
antoryanelwë
órengwar,
avamarnë
ar etyë.
Man
Heceldamar nu huine anga-carmo,
man
ninqua ar firima rilmassë Silmarillion,
erya
estel
elwa vasta yo Hildor.
Ulyaina
sercë alafiryar ar firyaiva
sirir
minë sirenen unótimë yénilíva.
Silmarilli,
alcar ar... úcarmë;
sára
ná sina ohta – nangwë sin haira;
ar Eär ata tulta.
Silver song of waters
glittering
light of the numberless stars
‘Behold!’
-
in music our speech was born,
when
our hearts were turned towards the West.
Happiness
and bliss of Eldamar
drowned
under the waves of fire and blood.
In
frosty gloom of Helcaraxë
we
hardened our hearts,
homeless
and exiled.
Either
Beleriand under the shadow of the iron-crown,
or
in the icy and deadly light of the Silmarils,
our
only hope is alliance with the Followers.
Blood
poured over of the immortal and the mortals
flows
with one river of the numberless years.
Silmarils,
glory and... sin;
Bitter
is this war – victory so distant;
And the Sea summons again.
Glossary
*-lwë 'we'; -lwa 'our'
*antorya- 'strengthen, harden'
*vasta 'league, alliance'
*úcarmë 'sin'
*nangwë 'victory'