In western lands beneath the Sun In spring, flowers rise, The trees bud, waters run,* And the merry little birds sing
There it is cloudless night And shuddering beeches hold The starry host, the white jewels, On their branching hair
Here at my path's end I am lingering In deep darkness buried. Beyond towers strong and high Beyond all mountains steep
Above all shadows rides the Sun And stars always dwell. I will not say 'The day is done' Or to the stars 'farewell'..
Vi dýr ennui nu Anor Ned echuir lyth eriar I yrn ethuiwar, nin nurar Ar aew verin linnar. Ennas dû alfanui A ferin 'irith gerir I elenath, viriath fain, Vi finnel gelfib dîn. Sí na veth bâden im derel Vi dúath dofn tummen. Atham meraid velig a tynd Athan eryd bain beraidh Or 'waith bain nura Anor A panlû elin cuinar Ú-pedithon 'i-aur gwann' Egor nai îl 'namarië'. -JRR Tolkien
Vi dýr ennui nu Anor Ned echuir lyth eriar I yrn ethuiwar, nin nurar Ar aew verin linnar.
Ennas dû alfanui A ferin 'irith gerir I elenath, viriath fain, Vi finnel gelfib dîn.
Sí na veth bâden im derel Vi dúath dofn tummen. Atham meraid velig a tynd Athan eryd bain beraidh
Or 'waith bain nura Anor A panlû elin cuinar Ú-pedithon 'i-aur gwann' Egor nai îl 'namarië'.
-JRR Tolkien
Name: Cuiviesil Maiar
Age: 26
Location: Philadelphia, PA
Favorite Food: anything Italian
Currently Reading: Eckhart Tolle's A New Earth
