Viviré

In the rustling grass honey dropped voluntarily and peacefully.
Expanse of your dreams revive the carefree Irmo.
Here we're not among the lucky blood and turmoil.
Light parted, parting light.

Lights sunset, like purple Kings
Above the throne of the day, over the silver valleys.
We remember it all: singing Gondolin
Diamond Menegroth and herbage fields.

Child coastal breezes laced with melancholy loss
Your dawn,
But on the edge of sadness you remember how to scream
seagulls following:

There is only the sky and the wind, there is only the sky and the wind,
None of us are responsible for the allotted time, the last chamber,
But only those who experienced their immortal fate.

Yes, you were hard as a stick blade.
Your way straight chopped in half.
Time to go home, to distant shores.
With you my voice with me your hand.

Sea Foam gives you a necklace of drops.
Ghost umchitsya sail with you from harm.
Light Lone Star will cut like a scalpel,
Still your body near the water's edge.