Elbereth Vala Varda
Author, poet, wandering soul
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(...sang from the perspective of Maglor, inspired by the many writings of Tolkien alluding to this song, though no true copy exists)
The Noldolantë
Dark, the deeds that now befall,
From the depths to wail,
Mourning not for sad defeat,
But grieving now that we prevailed,
Before the gates, he spoke against,
Cursed the heavens and their host,
Was it anger? Was it death?
Grieving those whom we held close,
Fair Jewels, what fate you chose for him,
Fair Trees, oh, how your dying cost,
Fair Father, was this the choice you made,
Lives before the Silmarils be lost,
Ah, what ships upon the harbor swaying,
Swans to bear the princes across seas,
Ah, the fate that left them dead and burning,
Fire so their Houses never leave,
Ai Noldori, o Noldori, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Noldori, Noldori, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Noldor, O Noldor, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Noldor, Noldor, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Fire rose in crackling furnace,
Spreading across sail and mast,
Every chance was laid before us,
But we chose the darker half,
Swords were drawn with flame to flicker,
Like the night seven were raised,
Oath fulfilled, the sparks fly quicker,
First Kinslaying in all the days,
Forth, we charged to claim our treasure,
Blood, it spattered, stained the white,
Water spread, but flames rose ever,
Orange crackles in the night,
Songs you sang, O sweet Teleri,
Living by the water's edge,
Now the ships shall be your casket,
Sailing you unto the end.
Ai Falmari, o Falmari, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Falmari, Falmari, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Falmari O Falmari, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Falmari, Falmari, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Ships they burned, in fiery smoke,
O, How many lost,
Tell me, Father, was it worth,
All the lives our anger cost?
Children fatherless, and widows,
Mourning for their love's return,
In the harbor of Alqualondë,
Far more than the swan ships burned,
Rising screams and writhing wails,
Baking in the tongues of death,
How many shall at their waking,
Never draw another breath?
Once a land, a home of peace,
Now defiled battlefield,
Was our choice the turn of fate,
Ships to burn and swords to wield?
Ai Teleri, o Teleri, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Teleri, Teleri, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Teleri, O Teleri, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Teleri, Teleri, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Caught between the spears so tossed,
Enemy you never were,
But for the lives forever lost,
Every right to go to war,
Water, o, why waves did you not cast,
Seas, how could the fires always win,
Silver horns, the heralds of your death,
Final words of family and kin,
O Mothers, who have lost their sons,
O sons, whose father's perished in the flames,
Forgiveness we shall never claim to own,
For all the living souls, remembered names,
Wailing and mourning, so crying the gulls,
Swans that once bore you, now ash in the sea,
Seizing a land once of justice and love,
Now only a graveyard forever shall be.
Ai Vanwari, o Vanwari, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Vanwari, Vanwari, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Fallen, O Fallen, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Fallen, Fallen, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Now exiled, our House and all our kin,
What fate, why did we choose?
Would this have been such sacrifice,
The Blessed Land, to never lose?
Now ice they crossed, a frigid path,
And on this journey, still some lost,
What grief, never our hearts shall know,
How great became our lusting cost?
This Oath, so written in our blood,
So many lives it stole,
And still driving our conquest mad,
This oath, not our control,
Cursed we are, blessed be they,
Kin who fell, in death now lay,
Tales shall live for endless days,
So sung, so told, Noldolantë.
Ai Noldori, o Noldori, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Noldori, Noldori, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Noldor, O Noldor, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Noldor, Noldor, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
The Noldolantë
Dark, the deeds that now befall,
From the depths to wail,
Mourning not for sad defeat,
But grieving now that we prevailed,
Before the gates, he spoke against,
Cursed the heavens and their host,
Was it anger? Was it death?
Grieving those whom we held close,
Fair Jewels, what fate you chose for him,
Fair Trees, oh, how your dying cost,
Fair Father, was this the choice you made,
Lives before the Silmarils be lost,
Ah, what ships upon the harbor swaying,
Swans to bear the princes across seas,
Ah, the fate that left them dead and burning,
Fire so their Houses never leave,
Ai Noldori, o Noldori, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Noldori, Noldori, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Noldor, O Noldor, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Noldor, Noldor, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Fire rose in crackling furnace,
Spreading across sail and mast,
Every chance was laid before us,
But we chose the darker half,
Swords were drawn with flame to flicker,
Like the night seven were raised,
Oath fulfilled, the sparks fly quicker,
First Kinslaying in all the days,
Forth, we charged to claim our treasure,
Blood, it spattered, stained the white,
Water spread, but flames rose ever,
Orange crackles in the night,
Songs you sang, O sweet Teleri,
Living by the water's edge,
Now the ships shall be your casket,
Sailing you unto the end.
Ai Falmari, o Falmari, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Falmari, Falmari, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Falmari O Falmari, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Falmari, Falmari, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Ships they burned, in fiery smoke,
O, How many lost,
Tell me, Father, was it worth,
All the lives our anger cost?
Children fatherless, and widows,
Mourning for their love's return,
In the harbor of Alqualondë,
Far more than the swan ships burned,
Rising screams and writhing wails,
Baking in the tongues of death,
How many shall at their waking,
Never draw another breath?
Once a land, a home of peace,
Now defiled battlefield,
Was our choice the turn of fate,
Ships to burn and swords to wield?
Ai Teleri, o Teleri, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Teleri, Teleri, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Teleri, O Teleri, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Teleri, Teleri, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Caught between the spears so tossed,
Enemy you never were,
But for the lives forever lost,
Every right to go to war,
Water, o, why waves did you not cast,
Seas, how could the fires always win,
Silver horns, the heralds of your death,
Final words of family and kin,
O Mothers, who have lost their sons,
O sons, whose father's perished in the flames,
Forgiveness we shall never claim to own,
For all the living souls, remembered names,
Wailing and mourning, so crying the gulls,
Swans that once bore you, now ash in the sea,
Seizing a land once of justice and love,
Now only a graveyard forever shall be.
Ai Vanwari, o Vanwari, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Vanwari, Vanwari, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Fallen, O Fallen, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Fallen, Fallen, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
Now exiled, our House and all our kin,
What fate, why did we choose?
Would this have been such sacrifice,
The Blessed Land, to never lose?
Now ice they crossed, a frigid path,
And on this journey, still some lost,
What grief, never our hearts shall know,
How great became our lusting cost?
This Oath, so written in our blood,
So many lives it stole,
And still driving our conquest mad,
This oath, not our control,
Cursed we are, blessed be they,
Kin who fell, in death now lay,
Tales shall live for endless days,
So sung, so told, Noldolantë.
Ai Noldori, o Noldori, naica cenai umbar anta al calar!
Noldori, Noldori, i ambarone elye en selma cenilumar!
(Ai Noldor, O Noldor, bitter that fate did not give you light,
Noldor, Noldor, in the dawn, you will see the Blessed Light)
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