The Lord Of The Rings
Текст песни Gandalf The White

THE CALL
text by JRR TOLKIEN, translation by DAVID SALO
( OLD ENGLISH )

Hw?r cwom helm? Hw?r cwom byrne?
Hw?r cwom feax flowende?
Hw?r cwom hand on hearpestrenge?
Hw? cwom sci fyyr scinende?

(( Where is the helm and the hauberk,
And the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring,
And the red fire glowing? ))

Hw?r cwom lencten and h?rfest?
Hw?r cwom heah corn weaxende?
Hwa gegaderath wudurec of wealdholte gyrnende?
Oththe gesiehth of garsecge tha gear gewendende?

(( Where is the spring and the harvest,
And the tall corn growing?
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning?
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning? ))

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THE MEARAS
text by PHILIPPA BOYENS, translation by DAVID SALO
( OLD ENGLISH )

Hie hine sawon feorran
And hwite sunnan in mane
Hie lange hine clipodon
Ac he ne wolde cuman

(( In the distance they saw him,
White sun caught in his mane.
Long they called him -
But he would not come. ))

For thon he w?s Sceaduf?x
Hlaford ealra Meara
And he ne andswarode butan anne.

(( For he was Shadowfax -
Lord of all Horses.
And he answered to only one. ))