{{Sindarin}} Gi chenich nadad, nadad aran-golwen, ar nadad aran-golwen barad: Ad sui gwennin, gwennin i na vedui, ar pân îr erin girith. Pen i Anor, pen i Ithil, i chad achen en Eryn, A na lin, Ilmarin, garon taur goll. Beneven i gilthon, o ann-thal, na Eldamar glir, Na Eldamar, coen i rîd, i thîr Elvellyn. Tolo nadad aran-golwen arnui er thangail, Ach cil linath Ennorath dûr, padad i nall Elvellyn. A Lórien! I hivin na, i dû gûr a hain, I thîr thalion na lin,i aníron na. A Lórien! Rochmael i annad ar gwannath na lin, Ar lîn thôl na vaer, na eledhwen elanor. Ach ae a lín, chenich naer, man vaer naid bain, Man vaer achen, a lín sui naid, rhein lîn e-fîn. ------------------------- English translation: I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew: Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew. Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea, And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden Tree. Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone, In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion. There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years, While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears. O Lórien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day; The leaves are falling in the stream, the river flows away. O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shore And in a fading crown have twined the Golden Elanor. But if of ships I now should sing, what ship would come to me, What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?
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