Númenna - Into the West
song by Annie
Lennox translated into Quenya by
Thorsten Renk
Into the West by Annie Lennox is the final song of the final movie of the LotR films. Below we present the Quenya translation of this beautiful song by Thorsten Renk, the author of the Sindarin Course on our website. You can compare Thorsten's splendid translation with another by Ryszard Derdzinski.
á unducaita i lissë caselya alatuova
lómë lantëa, utúlielyë tieo mettanna.
á fumë sín ar na óla len quenion i epetuller
yálantë haira falassello arta
manen nyényelya? man i níri antalyassë?
rato cenuvalyë ilyë caurelyar autuvar
varna rancunyaissen fúmalyë
man polilyë cenë ambaro rénassë?
manen yalir i ninqui maiwi?
aire pella Isil marya ortëa
i ciryar utúlier colien lyë márenna
ar ilya ahyuva telemna hyellenna
cala nenessë yassë ilyë fëar lelyuvar arta
estel fifírui tenn' ambar móreva
terë lumbuli et enyalie ar lúmello
áva quetë sa utúlielmë sí tenn' i metta
falassi ninqui yálar, ómentielma ennauva
ar nauvalyë sinomë rancunyaissen fúmala
man polilyë cenë ambaro rénassë?
manen yalir i ninqui maiwi?
aire pella Isil marya ortëa
i ciryar utúlier colien lyë márenna
ar ilya ahyuva telemna hyellenna
cala nenessë yassë sindë ciryar autar
númenna
Original lyric by Fran Walsh
'Lay down your sweet and weary head
Night is falling; you have come to journey's end
Sleep now and dream of the ones who came before
They are calling from across a distant shore
Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see all of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms, you're only sleeping
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the Sea a pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water, all souls pass
Hope fades into the world of night
Through shadows falling out of memory and time
Don't say we have come now to the end
White shores are calling, you and I will meet again
And you'll be here in my arms, just sleeping
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the Sea a pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water, grey
ships pass
Into the West.'