Arini - I love Quenya!

Anar orteas calima,
arin utulies hrestanna,
lossi maiwer yalinte.

Maiwer yalinte,
i litse carna laurea,
aro calima calenen.

Laurea falassesse
anar silas ancalima,
falmar palpante litse.


The sun rises bright,
Morning has come to the shore,
The snow-white gulls cry.

Ever call the gulls,
the silver sand is made golden,
by dawn's bright light.

On the golden beach,
the sun shines her brightest,
the waves beat the sand.

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