The Fisherman's Lament
I Naergon Limraedor - The Fisherman's Lament
Tail lîn danner vain erin gloss ir uiurel annin. Lebid lîn edrassel an gaded i hîr rhîw.
Rainc nîn aníranner ennas le hebed ac ethiriassel. Ne naergon hen evemmin ernen.
Your feet fell fair upon the snow as you ran to me. Your fingers, you opened to catch the winter's river.
My arms sought there to keep you, yet you flowed out. In this sad tale, I clutched naught but water.
Reconstructed words:
Limraedor - fishcatcher. Made from lim - fish and the verb raeda- to catch in a net.
Ethiria - to flow out. Made from ed- out and the verb siria- to flow.
