Tolkien Music - Gwannas en-Mellon (Sindarin Fantasy Soundtrack from Tolkien’s Middle-earth)

Описание: 🎶 Language of the Ballad:
This song is performed in Sindarin, one of the Elvish languages created by J.R.R. Tolkien. Sindarin was spoken by the Eldar in Middle-earth and can be heard in tales of Elven heroes. Through this ballad, we aim to capture the magic and melancholy of Elven music, as it might have sounded in the days of Arda.

✨ About the Channel:
"Elven Ballads" is a musical project dedicated to Elvish songs in Sindarin and Quenya. We create music inspired by Tolkien's legendarium to bring to life the stories and emotions hidden within the world of Middle-earth.


[Sindarin]

Edregol anor síla or Mindolluin
Aranless Gondor sí di ngurth
Hîr o chened, estel en-edain
Boromir, ion Denethor

Ú-chebin naur vi ind
Ú-chebin aphado naid
Aníron bertha i dôr nín
Ah, i Ring darthannen vi mâb

Athrado a mellon
Athrado a gwannas
Nadad naid bain vi dae
Ah, aníron estel an myl

I vae ú-dharthannen
Boëdh ú-vain nadad
Tiriel síla, sui galad nu fuin
Ah Boromir, gwannas ú-chenin

Ú-barnathon i Rîn
Ú-barnathon i chwest naid bain
Hûb dín nadad, a gûr thand
Iûrath vi dae, ú-chenin aníron

I Yrch ú-dagnir
Linnar lín, ú-charnant
Gwethil bain vi naith
Laes bain vi lín sereg

Thîr chened lín danna
Dagnir lín drógar
Ú-hwestad, ú-no leithiad
Boromir, mellon, tól nafuin

Tolo nafuin a guren thand
Lû ú-chebin, lû ú-hweston
Na ithil dû, na beleg dae
Nadad bain, gwannas lín thand



[English]

The sun shines upon Mindolluin
Gondor without a king stands in death
Lord of vision, the hope of men
Boromir, son of Denethor

I do not bear fire within my heart
I do not carry betrayal in my hands
I desire to guard my land
Yet the Ring rests in a single grasp

A meeting with friends
A meeting with fate
Two paths lie in the shadows
Ah, I long for hope for the people

The beauty was not saved
The gift of hope was not given
A star shines like light beneath night
Ah Boromir, you depart, and I cannot keep you

I shall not save the Ring
I shall not save the breath of all things
Your blood is spilled, and your heart is pure
You fall upon the earth, I cannot restore you

The Orcs you could not overcome
Your song was broken
Their arrows bear death
Your blood flows upon their blades

Your gaze grows dim
Your fate is ended
No breath remains, no returning
Boromir, friend, you enter the dark

You come into the dark, and the heart is still
Time did not hold, time did not breathe
Under the shadowed moon, upon the great earth
All things end, and your passing is hallowed



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