A/N- Okay, this is my first ever poem written in Elvish, so please be kind, but inform me of any mistakes you find. I wrote this in Elvish first, so the English translation is a little strange. Still, I think you can see the story behind the poem.

Maethor Nîr
Naer tírod
I chin gael
Nedh tinnúi êl-sílo
Ithil sílol nedh ribel naeth
Rûth bregol, thurnin nûr
Hebin dúath
Ind rista
Mellyn dennin
Carn mae an ngurth
Harnol i faer an neloth
Gwarthrol cuil alfirin.
Reviol Faer,
Tiro am habad brêg
Gaearon thlûn cano
An thuiol naeg
Pathrannen an maethor nîr.


Warrior's Tears
Sad to see
The eyes that gleam
In star-lit nights
Moonlight glowing in liquid (flowing) sorrow
Violent anger, hidden deep
Held darkness
Broken (wounded) heart
Fallen friends
Made right by death
Burning (wounding) the soul with hate
Dimming immortal life.
Wandering Spirit,
Gaze upon wild shore
Blue ocean call
To sighing anguish (hatred)
Filled with warrior's tears.




For any who don't get it, the story is that of an elven warrior, who, in his grief, turns to the sea. Thanks for reading, and please review!