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Autor Thema: Antique Lyrics of Arda  (Gelesen 170298 mal)

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #735 am: 5. Feb 2018, 13:18 »
I behold you, albeit from afar



I behold you, albeit from afar,
I see that valour may not wane,
If one harbours courage and not terror,
Indeed, the idle eye will not be given that privilege,
The witless mind could not understand,
Chained to desperation,
The captive loses hope,
Not everyone may find a way,
Some might need the helping hand of the other,
Coming to the rescue and bursting with goodwill.

Faithless is he who forsakes the road,
When it gets tough and hard,
At least, this is what a wiseman told me,
I feel like making such words my creed,
I need your blessing, contemplating the immensity,
How is it to bear the burden of millennia, my Queen?
How is it to sit on a diamond-made throne and decree what ought to be?
I am certain of your doing and of the judgement of our King,
To him only the right to decide was granted,
Pray, I shall find my path and aid the marred.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #736 am: 6. Feb 2018, 09:36 »
Quiet, now



Quiet, now, stay your wrath!
Mountain, mighty bastion and perilous path,
Furious gales, your scathed side they quake,
A fell voice in the air, which is to darken the sky and you gloomier to make.

Then, you replied in cruelty and our advancing you hinder,
We cannot go further, lest we risk a sad ending and vainly wander,
Whither shall the Fellowship head, not to regret the mission and wail?
You shut your passage, sending us evil hail.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #737 am: 6. Feb 2018, 10:05 »
Thy reason



Thy reason, Thy Majesty, never hast thou lost,
At the seat of might, prime and foremost,
To face the effects of malice, recurrent ghost,
For the salvation of all lands, who beauty still boast.

We invoke thee, for very known is thy wisdom,
Thou dost just and good, ruling over the Lit Earldom,
Untrodden places were by thee explored, through stars and ether is the way,
Beside the King wilt thou rest, and we worship your divine say.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #738 am: 6. Feb 2018, 10:56 »
It gets dreary



It gets dreary very fast, around here,
Next to the peaks of ashes,
Among the old glory of Gondor,
Buried in the ground or concealed amidst weed,
Reminder of hard times, worsened as rapid winds,
That blow afar and howl, crying the misery of our present,
It gets dangerous here, lone and secluded,
The vigilance of Men has faltered and almost gone,
Leaving these borders desolate and raw as nasty nature,
It gets solitary, when none of decent visage passes by.

Only Rangers pay sometimes a visit,
Furtive and calm,
They need patrol these dark edges,
At the border with hell,
They became less frequent guests, though,
Rumbling the thunder of war,
It is just a wasteland now,
Trodden by wicked feet,
Should one continue the journey, he shall find the route,
To a cursed stronghold and treacherous stairs.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #739 am: 6. Feb 2018, 11:13 »
You wished to have their company



Thither we have never journeyed,
Alas, for strong are the bonds with mortal soil,
We would rather remain here,
Next to the warm dwelling and friendly ones,
Before it is too late to harbour joy in one's heart,
We know that others did not, instead,
At the dawn of the story,
The prologue of all,
When the Iron Crown first fell,
You brought him to judgement, before the imperishable thrones.

The Valar wished to be pleased by the company of the Eldar,
Finest and fairest of the Children,
Masters of art, songs, verses and craft,
For you the Fair Elves sing,
Composing melodies of old,
To you they dedicate solemn prayers,
For the fate of the world to bode well,
For your guard to be upheld,
We shall meet them, one day,
When this current earth will have got so much changed and grey.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #740 am: 6. Feb 2018, 17:57 »
Lost in the summer



Lost in summer, as birds begin their morning chanting,
They must be singing warm days ahead,
Much in common we have,
With nature and such spirited mood,
Here, in the sunny Shire,
Naught comes of ill sort which could disturb the conducting of merry life,
Troubles we fain leave to the outer world,
We like neither queer guests nor woes,
We prefer the harvesting of our labour,
And the sweet taste of midnight drinking in the tavern, among friends and love.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #741 am: 6. Feb 2018, 22:29 »
Heart of paradise



Heart of paradise,
Speech might not be enough,
For one to realise,
The splendour, beyond the peaks rough.

Walls which defend a treasure,
The Supreme City of Arda, Valmar of many bells, by marvel raised,
No way could mortal tongue give a measure,
Of the residence of the Archangels, ever-holy and praised.



'Marvel', regarding this precise context, ought to be considered as a synonym of 'magic'. Especially, speaking about the power of the Valar, all High Elves worship the might of the Powers and their prodigious creations, in awe and fear equally, as they're perfectly aware that this incredible force rules and governs stone, water, wood and marble; none may oppose them, lest one be to face the consequences of crimes. 'Magic' is commonly used with a derogatory connotation, referencing the corrupted arts of the Evil.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #742 am: 6. Feb 2018, 22:56 »
The dry South



Drought and sand,
Strange folks, perilous land,
This shall one find, in the dry South,
Akin to those tales, spread via paper or mouth.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #743 am: 6. Feb 2018, 23:45 »
Banned



Banned you are and so your kindred knights,
That you lead to the battlefield in the manner of a king,
King you are not, for he himself decided to do without your service,
Long will you wander now, with the company of none but those paying attention to your order.

The king has a new ally, whom he may trust with no risk,
A wise friend, renowned and worthy of praise,
Who wishes only well-boding future for the heath in your government, my liege,
He dwells in the ring of Isengard and always do his spells avail his goal.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #744 am: 7. Feb 2018, 17:17 »
A good lay



What makes a good lay,
Be these words advice of wisdom,
For the future teller,
Minstrel who sings glorious poems,
Deeds of might, which kings love and all enjoy,
To remember the days of old,
When the earth was different,
The Immortals may not age and suffer the misery of disease,
Yet, centuries make for a heavy burden to bear,
As days seem to get shorter and the world dimmer than previous dawns.

The Elven manner is legend and renowned craft,
Born in these shores that do not know withering,
Far from sorrow, next to the homes of the Angels,
There, tongues became acquainted to verses,
Apt for shaping words,
And for mingling phrases in elaborate order,
Sealed by the ancient power of the sacred language,
Holy legacy and monument of science,
They still speak it,
Across the wavering fields of the blue.

The exiled has brought the art hither,
In the lands of suffering,
Where many more troubles may be sung,
Many more wars of terrible sort,
More characters worthy of note,
Numerous foes and foulest of all,
More heroes whom poetic parlance dignifies,
Horrible clashes before walls and towers,
For the sake of a good that given up cannot be,
When ill weather comes and spoils the rays of the Sun.

Courage and strife make a good lay,
And even sacrifice and buoyancy that cowards fall short of,
Valiant blades are wielded and cut apart,
They wound and slay, tearing enemies into pieces,
Blood and gore, which both stain one-time radiant soil,
The malice of the opponent, scheming plans, unnoticed,
The cruel fate, which very little cares about one's mind,
The same fate might meander and course change,
For the ruin of impious lords,
Unto final victory, getting the brave what he deserves, while for the wicked there is much bad to befall.

May your hand be guided by that,
You should mock the fashion of past times,
To pay homage to glory,
Reminiscing the fair things of the globe,
We need beauty and splendour,
So that mere hearts may be taught well,
So that valuable memories are not forgotten,
For they are precious treasure,
Ignore envious ones, for your path they might hinder, but never halt,
Words were the greatest gift from above: be sure to use them well and light to honour.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #745 am: 7. Feb 2018, 18:03 »
Lesser robes, yet gem of heaven



You and your akin souls,
Who dwell behind divine walls,
It was different, at the dawn of time,
The Angels were all light, original essence and prime.

Then, time was up for the coming to Arda,
Whither you too went, Varda,
To tread those ways of matter, yourself you have clothed,
With lesser robes, yet gem of heaven, of which wonders we composed.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #746 am: 9. Feb 2018, 17:22 »
Last lament



Departing the soul from flesh that dies not,
Which by blade is nonetheless wounded,
Sad Elf, you shall enter the halls of the Judge, where you are to wander a lot,
Lord of the sorrowful spirits, those grey shires he founded.

Though, may dismay not fill your heart,
For via thinking and waiting, to a sunny country you will rise,
A new existence of never-ending bliss, new life to start,
Until then, our last lament we sing for the Queen of the Stars and in your divine conscience the prayer lies.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #747 am: 9. Feb 2018, 17:48 »
Snakes and other troubles



''See you? I told you it wasn't good reason to make to that land, wild and sour. There is little to visit and even less to admire. A forsaken field of regret and miserable thoughts; and innocent ones, left without proper shield or blade to wield. What will happen to those unattended regions, should ill befall and we do see clouds advancing? Perilous ways to journey through and stay in as well, if one either wishes to pay the Golden Hall of knights homage and friendly greetings, or simply sojourn there for a while, being the route a tiny fraction of the entire travelling. And we're also told how the passage is sometimes barred; or, the most vicious beings hide in that realm, taking advantage of the feeble king.
What if it were the action of spells? Those who charm brave Men and turn them into useful tools...''

''Well, gallant spear of Gondor, you might be saying the truth, indeed. The glory of Horse Lords appear diminished and wailing, crying a desperate request of help. But too much we are busy with the fire being set at our border. Help them we may not, for now. Those chains of subjugation must be broken by them and them only. Only with the waking of their monarch shall they wake anew too, gazing at a changed world. A world in which judgement cannot be kept for oneself, because each of the free is asked to partake in the strife. And those troubles you hear of, they are vile snakes: ready to strike and halt your pace. That you have to care about, now that we still await the storm. Now that the skies are still sunny, albeit not for long.''

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #748 am: 12. Feb 2018, 15:31 »
Remote, furthest, untainted



Remote, them thou hast lit,
At the dawn of time, with purest wit,
Lone, immersed in deep space,
Profound as thy crystal-eyes, and thy ever-radiant face.

Silent, they rest,
Furthest from Arda, as thou commandest,
In a remote infinity, sound from decay,
Untainted by venom, for the foe no wound may.

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #749 am: 12. Feb 2018, 16:11 »
Bitter paradise



Kind ruler, magnanimous and a true saint in the darkening day, long have you served freedom and decency in the heat of the troubles occurring, for you know that time shall be up, one day, for doom to knock on the door of this age,
An age that is bound to end, as the others did in the preceding eras of Arda, because time concedes not, alas, and harmony is a luxury which seldom may last for innumerable decades,
There you were always, nonetheless, not often with a blade carried and firmly held in your hand, yet through the wisest advice and words of comfort, that never cause dismay and always give one the proper courage,
Many ignore that tragedy you have to undergo during your immortal existence along these ways, when your beloved half was tragically bound by the chains of captivity, so tight that salvation was not enough to wash away the stain, and so farewell you bade to your love, on the shore of the westernmost seas, and then you returned to your valley, shrine of science and solace, but also bitter paradise for whom left someone before the waves of the blue.