Laitale Erun

[Tuilinde]

Here is the Dual Text of a Prayer to Eru written by King Elessar in his last days.

Laitalë na Erun
técina ló Aran Elessar Telcontar

I Hrívë

Silumë órenya quéta nin i hrívë úva nína ::
Sailenya rato þintuva; lúmenya rato tyeluva ::

Úvan lenda lantien; úvan lemya quelien ::
Úvan naina hya nyerë túlala *tyeldenyassë ::

Ihímienyë illi yar alyë nar,
*Eyélien ilyë naicë hrúcardar ::

Lúmenya anaië and ' ar herenya,
Coivienya anaië anamanya ::

Elyë, Eru, elyë álië cardarinyar ::

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Praise Be To Eru
Written by King Elessar

Winter

Now my heart tells me that winter draws near.
My wisdom soon will fade; my time soon will end.

I will not linger to fall; I will not tarry to wither.
I will not lament nor grieve at my approaching end.

I have cleaved to all that is good,
I have loathed all grievous evil-deeds.

My time has been long and most rich,
My life has been most blessed.

Even Thou, Eru, even Thou hast blessed my deeds.

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~



II Cuivië

Manaitë né cuivienya,
I aurë minya þulenyo;

Nostaina Maro arata voronwa,
Arta Arathorno, Alima Gilraen,

Haran i Voronwi, Núnatanion,
Aryon Isilduro, Elendilion::

Manaitë anen anarta essenyassë,
Manaitë anen sarta poldoretwassë,

Manaitë anen *ilquélala melmeryassë !


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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Awakening

Blessed was my awakening,
The day of my first breath;

Begotten of a high, enduring House,
Of Noble Arathorn, [and] Fair Gilraen,

Chieftain of the Faithful, Men of the West,
Heir of Isildur, Elendil's son.

Blessed was I in my most noble name,
Blessed was I in their steadfast strength.

Blessed was I in their unfailing love!

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
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III Coirë

Yá ñuru terhanterelmë,
Nyérë mennë marien asmet ::

As Elerondo, túra Heru Eldaron,
Varnassë hirina *Rissetumbossë ::

Tá essenya vinya né Estel;
Ar mernen camtaina Estelo ::

Ve atar né Elerondo, faila, sailayë;
Yúyo canyë yondoryat hánorenyat meldë ::

Oio rincen amarícië ná v' eltë !

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Stirring

When death broke us apart,
Grief came to dwell with us.

With Elrond, mighty Elven Lord,
Safety was found in Rivendell.

Then Hope was my new name;
And I desired to be made fit for Hope.

As a father was Elrond, generous and wise;
both his bold sons my beloved brothers.

I strove ever harder to be like them!

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~



IV Tuilë

Yá vienya né apantaina ,
Tá parnenyë lúmenyarenya ::

Vantala andúnessë imbi hwindi,
Quant' alcar ninya, cennen naitë alcar ::

Ap'aurë yana, órenya né tulca,
Arwen Undómiel né írenya ::

Ter andë loar *tyastalë né anurda ::
Ve *Soronel, mahtanenyë Ondoressë

Tenna Laurenandessë quentelvë vérelva ::

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Spring

When my manhood was revealed,
Then I learned my history.

Walking at sunset among the birches,
Full of my glory, I beheld true glory.

After that day, my heart was steadfast,
Arwen Undómiel was my desire.

Through long years [the] testing was most hard.
As Thorongil I fought in Gondor

Until in Lothlorien we spoke our oath.

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~




V Lairë

Loar pa loar, ranyanen lári Endórëo
Tulyaina *Mistaranen, assaila Istarion,

Aranessenya fantala, tirnen Periandi,
Tenn' auri ohto utúlier ar ambartaron ::

Tá teldavë Telcontar ettúl' i ungollon
Maitala Macil Emmaca rimbi raxessen ::

Tier *Qualindoin *limbavë nortanenyë :
Auri yanë lilómië óner sér' emmen ::

Aranienya antanelyë nin, Vanimeldanyë !

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Summer

Years upon years I wandered [the] leagues of Middle-earth
Guided by Grey Wanderer [the] wisest of wizards.

My kingship veiling, I guarded the Halflings,
Until days of war had come and of doom .

Then at last Strider came out from deep shadows
Wielding [the] Sword Reforged in many dangers.

The Paths of the Dead in haste I rode ;
Those days full of darkness begot peace for us.

My Kingdom Thou gavest me, and my Fair-beloved !

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
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VI Yavië

Lairëo vanië ar Tareldar váner -
Annúra nyérion emmen Endóressë ::

Ananta nóri turmeno nér manyainë;
I Valainen anaiëltë envinyantë ::

*Apsenë ar *oravë elérier emmë ::
Yavië larëa alávi' astarindoin ::

Yondolva Eldarion ar rainë yendelvar
Antanelyë ment, Yavi vandalvar melmelvo ::

Mal sí Lúmë ahyëa Yavië Narquelionna ::

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Harvest

Summer's beauty and the High Elves departed -
[The] deepest grief to us in Middle-earth.

And yet the lands of the realm were blessed;
By the Valar they have been healed.

Forgiveness and mercy have set us free.
A rich harvest has been granted to the Faithful.

Our son Eldarion and our sweet-faced daughters
Thou gavest to us, fruit of our oath of love.

But now Time changes Harvest to Fire-Fading.

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~



VII Narquelion

Aryon i Turmeno ná manwa -
Sinyë cardar cárë naryar ::

Antanelyë atanin anna *firimë :
Antanelyë Aranin anna i cilmë ::

Etélien maitalenya, ar faryas,
Sí yeryëan ar milyëan sérë ::

Núravë melinyë vanië mardinyo,
Mal Estel, esseny' andanello, quétë nín,

"Han Ambar rindessen ambaro
Tiruvan Nómë allahtala sin!" ::

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Fire-Fading

[The] Heir of the Realm is ready,
New deeds are his to do.

Thou gavest Men the gift of mortality;
Thou gavest [the] Kings the gift of choice.

I have finished my work, and it suffices;
Now I am getting old, and I long for rest.

I love deeply the beauty of my home,
But Hope, my name from of old, tells me,

"Beyond the circles of the world
I will find a place far surpassing this."

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
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VIII Namárië

Ohostien ar utúrien;
Sí lúmë cilmenyo úva nína ::

Lúmë sina naica ná; mal autuvan
pan mínëan aut' atantien anna ::

Lá ëa tiutalë nyéren ambaressë sina:
mal úvalvë turúnë tyastalessë métima ::

Mauya nín nyéressë auta, mal lá estellóra:
Ualvë avaleryainë rindessen ambaro ::

Ar ëa han te ambë lá enyalië ::

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Alcar oialëa na Erun,
Laitalë endanyo antan Elyen!

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Farewell

I have gathered and I have wielded,
Now [the] time of my choice is drawing near.

This hour is bitter, but I will depart
For I desire to go and give back the gift.

There is no comfort for grief in this world,
But we will not be defeated at the final test.

I must leave in sorrow, but not without hope:
We are not bound to the circles of the world,

And beyond them there is more than memory.

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Glory eternal be to Eru,
My heart's praise I give to Thee!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

[Lúthien]

well, what can I say ...

I'm a bit speechless. My first very deep feeling connected to Tolkien's legendarium was connected with this part in the appendixes of LOTR where is described how Aragorn feels his end coming; the worthiness of his goodbye to Arwen and her laying to rest in a fading Lothlórien after that. I read that when I was still very young and somehow connected that to the final part of Tchaikovsky's sixth symphony .. it is still one of the most profound and meaningful passages despite many more have come my way since then.

Also, the phasing according to the Eldarin seasons is wonderful.
This is really beautiful.