Ai! laurië lantar lassi súrinen, <br />Yéni únótimë ve rámar aldaron! <br />Yéni ve lintë yuldar avánier <br />Mi oromardi lissë-miruvóreva <br />Andúnë pella, Vardo tellumar <br />Nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni <br />Omaryo airetári-lírinen. <br />Sí man i yulma nin enquantuva? <br /> <br />An sí Tintallë Varda Oiolossëo <br />Ve fanyar máryat Elentári ortanë <br />Ar ilyë tier undulávë lumbulë <br />Ar sindanóriello caita mornië <br />I falmalinnar imbë met, <br />Ar hísië untúpa Calaciryo míri oialë. <br />Sí vanwa ná, Rómello vanwa, Valimar! <br /> <br />Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar! <br />Nai elyë hiruva! Namárië! <br /> <br /> <br />Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind, <br />Long years numberless as the wings of trees! <br />The long years have passed like swift draughts <br />Of the sweet mead in lofty halls <br />Beyond the West, beneath the blue vaults of Varda <br />Wherein the stars tremble <br />In the voice of her song, holy and queenly. <br />Who now shall refill the cup for me? <br /> <br />For now the Kindler, Varda, the Queen of the stars, <br />From Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like clouds <br />And all paths are drowned deep in shadow; <br />And out of a grey country darkness lies <br />On the foaming waves between us, <br />And mist covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever. <br />Now lost, lost to those of the East is Valimar! <br /> <br />Farewell! Maybe thou shalt find Valimar! <br />Maybe even thou shalt find it! Farewell!<br /><br />John Ronald Reuel Tolkien<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nam-ri/
