ENTMOOT
text by PHILIPPA BOYENS, translation by DAVID SALO
( SINDARIN )
Naur vi eryn, lanc i dalaf
Mathach vi geven?
Nostach vi wilith?
(( The woods are burning, the ground lies bare.
Do you feel it in the earth?
Can you smell it in the air? ))
Mâb le i nagor
Bâd gurth vi ngalad firiel.
Dorthach vi mar han?
Dagrathach go hain?
(( The war is upon you,
d**h moves in the fading light.
Are you part of this world?
Will you join their fight? ))