Antique Lyrics of Arda

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What they long to do


No fault nor guilt is with the gallant commanders of Gondor,
Long they suffered and blows withstood,
Greatness to restore in the old fashion they desire,
How could they be fallacious in their heart?

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Ruins do tell a good deal


The common eye is easily confounded,
By deception and sham opinions bewitched,
To deem ruins worthless stones and meaningless remnants,
When ruins, however, do tell and of glorious annals they speak.

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The Story Foretold


In grey times and tough happenings,
One might halt a deed and finally give in,
For the page seems to have already been written,
Yet stories are not often foretold with justness and one's will they shouldn't sway.

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The Key of the Mountain


The Key of the Mountain now rests in secure hands,
The right owner what is owed to him shall be given, for a quest awaits and so grand designs.

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A modest soul among green, quietness and beasts


An Istar carries a modest existence with what is green and what woods inhabits,
His highest fellow mistakes him for a fool, but truth tells that only gentle spirit beside nature may live.

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Ashes, fire and much toil...


This the Bearer had to outlive,
And the greatest courage was then rewarded with justice, as his soul left the tiers of Arda for the undying shires of the West.

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What may not occur


Some things within the girdles of Arda may not occur,
As life and death, whose harmony naught may alter, for the prime authority of all this commanded.

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Guardian of purity and kindness


Guardian of purity and kindness, good intent and a vastness of love command thy actions,
It is thee to whom the rule was given and the legitimate power,
The keys of Eä entrusted to thy noble hands only,
To keep the Plan safe and from horrific shadows to protect it.

Thou sitest on the diamond-made throne upon the Holy Mountain, and Varda who stars kindleth is beside thee,
Just and pious thou art, maybe too generous towards whom thou judgest,
Yet may the Evil know and hearken with the greatest concern,
To save the World and the Imperishable Flame, thou shalt become the most dreadful foe and of darkness the bane!

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Glimpses from afar (past or future?)


Man, brave warrior and vigilant sentinel, silent ruins you have just entered,
Mighty stones and robust shapes, this legacy of your kind might perhaps be,
When a sea-empire was then founded and from the Five-Pointed Island all commanded,
Remembrances of the merry days, glorious and undaunted the rule.

Until harmony was broken by the disaster that later occurred,
The Island choked by waters and unto the depths of the blue dragged,
What was flat and old was made a sphere, and sailors now would journey round in an eternal loop,
For the knowledge of the westernmost ends for the mortal one is denied and forever lost.

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The Hue of Hope


Thee, Saviour of Middle-earth we salute,
Thou bringest a new hue of hope and faith for whom the war made suffer,
The foul Ring was cast into the fire and by the flames that crafted it undone,
All should share the merriment and fly on the wings of the newly-found freedom.

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Oceans, seas, waves and rivers...


Water is the path we shall tread and govern,
Our might spreads and far reaches the outer continent,
The seas we passed and the coast we rule,
People there offer gifts and us in awe worship.

The proud kind of all the mortal ones that stands close to the Powers' sunny domain.

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The Clothes of the Powers


Nay, the Powers in their broad majesty could not appear,
Lest Elves or Men great dread have, towards the guardians of their own dwelling,
And so they elected to veil their mighty being, with flesh and blood as cloth,
Yet a witty eye and an acute ear some remnants of the truth might perceive, when they their might manifest render and among each other words exchange in an unknown tongue.

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Free, be thou

Ilúvatar awakens the mortal kind.


Free, be thou free and loose! To wander, to talk, to craft with thy hands and my glory to make greater,
Beware all and may the hopeless Evil hearken: thou shalt not dwell in a cage and within boundaries be constrained, if not by my Gift only which thee back to me shall bring.

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The Evil hath dwelt there


The gentle and fair Vanyar ask with much concern: what hath been of the long shores in the South, eerie and that shadow always veileth?
The Maia shall fain respond: the Evil hath dwelt there, my noble, devouring the Old Light and with the Enemy consorting, as a visible scar on this hallowed continent left.

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Water is not with thee

Ulmo opposes the release of Melkor from his three-era captivity.


Water is not with thee, this hour, my brother,
Thou art the head of this council and us with wisdom thou leadest,
But mercy may only in truth be granted, to the one that repenteth and all hatred forsweareth,
And now the seed of the Evil from the Gaol was liberated, free to spread his endless grudge and malicious will.

Thou dost wrong, Manwë, and thy choice I shall not support.