Ollas Nin oh Auth - I Dreamt of War

by dreamingfifi

In the middle of the night, Elrond is awakened by a terrible vision. Composed in Sindarin, the western dialect that was influenced by the Noldor. Translation included.

Ollas nin oh Auth – I Dreamt of War

I ûl osp cân annin vîn ely nîn.
Cenin anin 'Rûn, anin mâr e-dawarwaith i noss vîn.
Lith haer toba i lammen ned i thuion.
Echuiel faug, ethuion ar anin chenneth nîn nerin.
I gened nîn eno 'annen vîn ôl nîn
I thî velig maethyr heregui – Edhellim, Adadhrim, Hadhodrim, ar Orchrim -
iallar rythriel, in guir lachol în, ith roe nerchennin în.
Hen gor-chíniel ned i lui laew, gwathron i chent nîn.
Ni ú-naug, Olodúr, ni nestor.
Amman ónel i ôl hen annin?

The reek of smoke calls out to me in my dreams.
I look to the east, to the home of our forest kin.
Bitter ash covers my tongue as I breathe.
Having awakened gasping, I arise and run to my window.
My vision is still caught in my dream.
Great rows of bloody warriors – Elves, men, dwarves and orcs
Cry out in rage, their hearts burning, their flesh rent.
Having regretfully seen this many times before, I veil my eyes.
I am no soldier, Dreammaster, I am a healer.
Why did you show me this?

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Author's Note:

Hail! I'm dreamingfifi, the webmistress of "Merin Essi ar Quenteli!" or Realelvish Dot Net. I translate names and phrases (and sometimes poetry) into Tolkien's Elven languages. If you'd like a translation, don't hesitate to contact me!