Melian

 

Melian, rîn dinnu rovain!
Na linnad lîn onel elei an ardhon anann
ned lim gwa-hiriol i ngelaidh dâd
pathrar Aman an-glîn gelebrin i dinnu.

Melian, chên eryn Lorien!
Hiril gonui o Beleriand anann
lilthol nedh-dyr Edhil nuir a vrîg
dúath darthol na gaim thyr lîn.

Melian, naneth nothrim vain!
Glirial laer lîn anann ai reviar
erin i raid si ú-ben hiritha
said an-aphadad i lûth o phith lîn.

Melian ammelui! Heryn dhúlinn!
Si lûth lîn dartha nedh-guir mîn
na aerlinn lîn athar ah ú-dírol
anírad dartha – ir glinnad lîn gwennin.

(first Sindarin poem)

– july 08

 

– english original by eadhastar – 

Melian fairest, Queen of Twilight,
long you wooed the world to dreams
at the mingling of the Two Trees’ light,
filling Aman with night’s silver gleams.

Melian, Wood of Lorien’s child,
long you ruled Beleriand
dancing in Elven Realms deep and wild,
shadows lingering at your swooping hands.

Melian, mother of Beauty kind,
long you trilled your voice to those
wandering on paths none can now find
save by the magic your words disclose.

Melian sweetest, Nightingale Queen,
still you hold our hearts entranced
by the strange strains of wonder unseen,
longing left in the wake of your glance.