February 4th, 2009

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Nightfall

этим летом после многолетнего перерыва я подняла из запасников диск Nightfall in Middle-Earth, и с тех пор вот уже полгода он не выходит из моего списка самых активно слушаемых альбомов.
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Quenya

Nai kotumo ar nilmo, kalima Vala
thauza ar poika, Moringothonna,
Elda ar Maiya ar Apanoona,
Endooresse Atan sin uunoona,
ilar thanye, ilar melme, ilar malkazon samme,
osta ilar harwe, lau Ambar tana,
soo-thauruvaa Feanaarollo, ar Feanaaroo nossello,
iman askalyaa ar charyaa, ar mi kambe mapaa,
heraa hirala ar haiya hataa
Silmarille. Sii vandalme ilyai:
unqualee son antaavalme mennai Aure-mettaa,
qualmee ten' Ambar-mettaa! Quettalman lasta,
Eru Iluuvatar! Oiyaamoorenna
mee-quetamartya iire queluvaa tyardalma.
Ainorontesse tirtasse lasta
ar lma-vandaa enyalaz, Varda Manwe!

Be he foe or friend, be he foul or clean,
brood of Morgoth or bright Vala,
Elda or Maia or Aftercomer,
Man yet unborn upon Middle-earth,
neither law, nor love, nor league of swords,
dread nor danger, not Doom itself,
shall defend him from Fлanor, and Fлanor's kin,
whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh,
finding keepeth or afar casteth
a Silmaril. This swear we all:
death we will deal him ere Day's ending,
woe unto world's end! Our word hear thou,
Eru Allfather! To the everlasting
Darkness doom us if our deed faileth.
On the holy mountain hear in witness
and our vow remember, Manwe and Varda!