Ai! laurië lantar lassi súrinen, br Yéni únótimë ve rámar aldaron! br Yéni ve lintë yuldar avánier br Mi oromardi lissë-miruvóreva br Andúnë pella, Vardo tellumar br Nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni br Omaryo airetári-lírinen. br Sí man i yulma nin enquantuva? br br An sí Tintallë Varda Oiolossëo br Ve fanyar máryat Elentári ortanë br Ar ilyë tier undulávë lumbulë br Ar sindanóriello caita mornië br I falmalinnar imbë met, br Ar hísië untúpa Calaciryo míri oialë. br Sí vanwa ná, Rómello vanwa, Valimar! br br Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar! br Nai elyë hiruva! Namárië! br br br Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind, br Long years numberless as the wings of trees! br The long years have passed like swift draughts br Of the sweet mead in lofty halls br Beyond the West, beneath the blue vaults of Varda br Wherein the stars tremble br In the voice of her song, holy and queenly. br Who now shall refill the cup for me? br br For now the Kindler, Varda, the Queen of the stars, br From Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like clouds br And all paths are drowned deep in shadow; br And out of a grey country darkness lies br On the foaming waves between us, br And mist covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever.