Laitan ya vanwa yo þoryan ya túrina, Menin mi ohta ena encárina, Araninya vanwa, vanwe mahtarinyar; Táli ké norir Númenna Orronna, Palpante voro imya ondonna.
WHAT WAS LOST
I SING what was lost and dread what was won, I walk in a battle fought over again, My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men; Feet to the Rising and Setting may run, They always beat on the same small stone.
Tamas Ferencz Mar 05, 2014 (08:52)
YA VANWA
Laitan ya vanwa yo þoryan ya túrina,
Menin mi ohta ena encárina,
Araninya vanwa, vanwe mahtarinyar;
Táli ké norir Númenna Orronna,
Palpante voro imya ondonna.
WHAT WAS LOST
I SING what was lost and dread what was won,
I walk in a battle fought over again,
My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;
Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,
They always beat on the same small stone.