Utúlië I Lómë

Utúlië I Lómë

Éli teldavë alámier ter Ambar,

anvoronwa lómë ná sinomë.

Ala! Teluvaryë mi enquë astar.

Ela! Telumessë formenyë rilmar!

I menteviltë lómen hyamelmë.

Culda fantalenen vaitië lómë.

Lá ve cemnë míri siler rilmar,

linquilië vi Silmarilli calimë –

lá yá calafarnë sitë cendanelmë!

Lúsinë Valat fanyarë calyar.

Vi úrin foao lóceo calima –

lutúla elenillo anwa silima –

viler ve findëa linta solmë –

lianen lingala – fána vasar silma –

tieryanna eldilóra lómë.

The Night has come

The stars have finally chimed throughout the world,

the longest night is here.

Hail! It will end within six months.

Behold! In the firmament the northern lights!

For the endless night we pray.

The golden-red cloak has enveloped the night.

Like no earthly gems shine the lights,

multicoloured like the Silmarils bright –

not before such foliage of light we had seen!

The two glowing Valar [Manwë and Varda] the skies illuminate.

Like the blazing of a bright dragon's breath

True silima flowing down from the stars

Fly like a swift plaited wave

By a thin thread hanging – a cloud a shining veil –

The night on her starless path.