Mor anann

Legolas' venture in the dark thoughts that plague his mind shortly before he gives up and sails to Aman.


Mor anann

Mathon i vith e phennas nîn
pelel min dîn e naw
Nallon o ‘uir si io gwen
ar o vail gwend ú-naud
Aphadannen rath daen a dîr
rado nan galad trîn faun

Dan delion o ‘yrth ú-cennin si
a môr gurth erin nîn naur.





A dark past

I feel the words of my history
fade in the silence of the night
I cry of hearts now long lost
and of a dear friendship unbound
I followed a path long and straight
to find a way to the light through the cloud

Instead I hide from horrors now unseen
and the darkness of death over my fire.



A/N: The rhythm will be easier to pick up if you try to read it taking the long and short vowels into consideration!