An Elegy of the Faithful, Translated into the Common Tongue by the Jondeli
In vales green, where life awoke,
When Arah still was young,
Áronyeh, Lord of Arah, spoke:
His mighty song he sung.
There Durfil, Rayon’s second son
Was noble, stout and strong;
Before the great deceiver won
O’er man, with all his wrong.
And so when man gave up his light
He sought for its regain;
He trusted in his strength to fight,
But failed, and fell in pain.
To vales green, where life became,
Now marred with dying bones,
Durfil returned, head hung in shame,
With only empty stones.
There Durfil a new life began,
His children multiplied,
They chose to dwell away from man,
In tunneled hills to hide.
Yet with the years, men’s numbers grew
Far more than Durfil’s seed,
And west they fled, till oceans blue
Their journeys did impede.
From vales green, where life began,
Through struggles night and day,
To distant shores they finally ran,
And weeping, sailed away.
They sought the land of Qeylen’s seed,
The man who never fell,
Their hope: reverse the woeful deed,
And peacefully there dwell.
O, pray that Áronyeh delight
In granting their request,
And flood the stricken stones with light,
That Durfil’s sons may rest.
In vales green, life’s glorious laugh
Shall take anew its flair,
And Áronyeh his shepherd’s staff
To guide his people there.