The world is indeed full of peril.
What tidings do you bring to the Noldor?
What tidings do you bring, #?
Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.
To the sea, to the sea!
I long for the sea, #.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling?
Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shores.
Gilthoniel! O Elbereth!
Miruvor! Refreshes the body and cleanses the spirit.
It is easy to lose oneself among our folk.
Are you a friend of us, #?
No evil shall enter this land.
The days grow cold and the years fade.
The call of the sea in my heart grows ever stronger.
Soon... soon, I shall depart these lands, #.
A darkness is gathering in these lands. I feel it in my flesh.
I have seen years of the sun beyond the count of mortal Men.
How long shall I linger here, #?
I feel that soon I shall depart these lands, #. To the sea, to the sea!
May the stars of Elbereth guide you!
May the winds of Manwë show you the way!
Aiya Eärendil, elenion ancalima!
A star shines on the hour of our meeting, #.
May the wind fill your sails!
May the leaves of your life tree never turn brown, #!
Ai, #!
Don't look for trouble, # - it will come to you.
Welcome to my dwelling, #.
Novaer.
Namárië.
I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae a han noston ned wilith.
Our hearts desire to behold the land of Aman.
Soon we shall leave this world.
White gulls are calling...
That which has stood so long against the darkness will now fall.
That what should be shall be.
Our love for this land is deeper than the depths of the Sea.
The world is changing; I can feel it in the water, I can feel it in the earth, I can smell it in the air.
The Sea calls us home.
Some things that should have not been forgotten were lost.
Hail, Eärendil, brightest of stars!
Can you hear the white gulls calling?
Greetings, traveller from afar! What news do you bring to us from other lands?
One has not truly felt pain until they have crossed the frigid ices of the Helcaraxë.