There long ago in elder days ere voice was heard or trod were ways the haunt of silent shadows stood in starlight dusk Nan elmoth wood in elder days that long are gone a light amidst the shadows shone a voice was in the silent heard the sudden singing of a bird
There melian came, the lady grey and dark and long her dresses lay beneath her silver griddle seat and down unto her silver feet
The nightingales with her she brought to whom their song herself she tought who sweet upon her gleaming hands had sung in the immortal lands
Ir ithil ammen eruchin menel vir sila diriel si loth a galad lastu din a hir annun gilthoniel le linnom im tinuviel
A bird in Nan elmoth wood thrilled and to listen Thingol stood amazed then far away he heard a voice more fair than the fairest bird
a voice as crystal clear of note as thread of silver glass remote
Thence wayward wandering on a time from Lorien she dared to climb the everlasting mountain wall of valinor at whose feet fall the surges of the shadowy sea
Ir ithil ammen eruchin menel vir sila diriel si loth a galad lastu din a hir annun gilthoniel le linnom im tinuviel
Alone beneath the wheeling sky while starlight years on earth pass us by in Nan elmoth the trees grow dark and tall the murmuring seas rising and falling on the shore and Ulmos horn we heed no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
