[Nurumaiel]

Galadh stared at the little box in Skippy's hand. His flute? I wonder… She slowly approached him, abandoning the little girl (who was thankful she could watch the Gondorian girl in peace now), and, stopping behind him, tapped him on the shoulder. He whirled around.

"Excuse me, sir," she said. "I couldn't help but notice your flute. Do you know how to play the song Trî I Taur?"

"Why, yes, I do," he replied.

"Well, if you don't mind, would you play it for me? And I'll sing."

"But it's in the Elven tongue," the elf boy said. "You are of Gondor, are you not? Can you speak Sindarin?"

"No, I can't, but once a wandering bard came and taught me this song."

The boy raised the flute to his lips and began to play a sweet melody. Instantly all eyes were on him. Galadh found herself blushing furiously. Oh well, it's too late now. I have to sing. So she began…

Filigod glîren i 'elaidh,
govannen na athan glîr.
Gwaew dram moe naergonren
ar echadle 'liran.
Elo! na charu i vain
fael dogdîn.
Ú-garharu i 'lîriath
ar bain uin e-daur.

Trî i daur im badaren,
Badaren dínen.
Ú-thloss lastabain
O taur melui lhoss.
Verthaim ú-bedpeth achas
I vain pain gûr.
Im badaned lastadîn
Na vain ned lhawen.

Eriadúath, eriadant
I thôr reviam.
E rovail beliaedar
i 'waew dogha.
I edhil dhregair lastahain
Tailen nellaren moe
Trî i daur panas.

Trî i daur im badaren,
Badaren dínen.
Ú-thloss lastabain
O taur melui lhoss.
Verthaim ú-bedpeth achas
I vain pain gûr.
Im badaned lastadîn
Na vain ned lhawen.

Elo....
Im badaned dîn lastaren...
Lastaren... Lastaren...
Im badaned dîn lastaren
Na vain ned lhawen.

She finished. Smiling at Skippy, she gave little bow, said her thanks, and retreated back to her table.