I Naergon Limraedor
The Fisherman's Lament
Tail lîn danner vain erin gloss
iúriel hi enni. Lebid lîn
edrannel gaded i hîr rhîw.
Rainc nîn aníranner ennas
le hebed ar ethiriannel.
Mi naergon hen gernin nen.
Your feet fell fair upon the snow
as you ran to me. Your fingers,
you opened to catch the winter's river.
My arms sought there
to keep you, yet you flowed out.
In this sad tale, I clutched naught but water.
Reconstructed words:
- Limraedor
- fishcatcher. Made from "lim" fish and the verb "raeda-" to catch in a net.
- Ethiria
- to flow out. Made from "ed-" out and the verb "siria-" to flow.