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Vice of Twilight
Join Date: Nov 2002
Location: on a mountain
Posts: 1,121
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"Le i Brenniliel! (you are the daughter of the Lady)" Culoth gasped. "A i Brennil Malthen Taur! (And Lady of the Golden Wood) Oh, please forgive my inaccuracy of in speaking Sindarin, for I have only just begun to learn."
"Can you sing?" asked Galadel abruptly. "Why, yes, I can," said Culoth. "Would you like me to?" "Yes, please. Sing a song in Sindarin." "Very well. It's called Fael I Celyn." Culoth opened her mouth and began to sing in a strong, clear voice. Ir cordofath galaned Hithui Ir gweloth galaerin galadh Ir less calen ned Girithron Ha dorath nalain. Im reviahe emyn ar he imled Gorn naer cenim Dor alluir isto leithian Ar fael he celyn norlain. Im sogana i gur he gweth Ha thelyn i sennui gargwanath Na cui ned i ring angwidh band Na togad hain u-fyrn. Elo le si ir min baur le Lachaman i naur iuitho nan Le nori lyss o medui rhiw Ar fael he celyn norlain. Lend cuil ir ha nallren Moe i sogair ha parch Bain i ir ha gwanu Milui i gwaew ha naergon Maer ned nith ir ha brun Gell ned hin u-tira Ir ennas naer ned silanor ar loth Ar fael he celyn norlain. [ January 08, 2003: Message edited by: Nurumaiel ]
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