Luinë tûr quanta nin yulma
Orë nin na quantë ar ahaëva ulma
Lumbuler ar ungwer untupar nin thúlë
Orëath nin na tûr, an i híril na tulë
Ungwer o anga pellar nin orë
An sinomë ereb nan ar-nin norë
Enarda na dím; cuian mí dimë
Collo, nin orë mí fanyar nar rigë.
A dark river fills my cup
A fell storm rages in my heart
Shadows and spider webs cover my spirit
All my heart is dark, for the Lady is come
Webs of iron encircle my heart
For here I am lonely without my people
Middle-earth is gloomy; I live in sorrow
My cloak and my heart are wreathed in darkness.
Orë nin na quantë ar ahaëva ulma
Lumbuler ar ungwer untupar nin thúlë
Orëath nin na tûr, an i híril na tulë
Ungwer o anga pellar nin orë
An sinomë ereb nan ar-nin norë
Enarda na dím; cuian mí dimë
Collo, nin orë mí fanyar nar rigë.
A dark river fills my cup
A fell storm rages in my heart
Shadows and spider webs cover my spirit
All my heart is dark, for the Lady is come
Webs of iron encircle my heart
For here I am lonely without my people
Middle-earth is gloomy; I live in sorrow
My cloak and my heart are wreathed in darkness.
