Translated into Westron...
To the Stars our eyes opened,
On silvery shoals and verdant forest edge.
Children we were
As shadows scuttled under distant leaves.
In Cuivienen twelve times twelve hearts.
Blessed was I with three.
Ceofiel, Amlaerthan
And Raenesviel.
To the stars my lips turned
As mists crept over gentle waves.
By our joining light
Was my Ceofaen welcomed into me.
As already round Ceofiel walked by leafy paths
The Shadow gathered before the Hunter's coming.
Our joy sundered
In wake of Ceofiel's taking.
To the stars our fists shook
For grief of Ceofiel and her child never known.
As shadows hunted Cuiveinen
We were children no more.
Born was Ceofaen to more fright than love
And Amlaerthan shared my dark dreams.
'Til Arame's coming we did dread
And terror fell by as anger climbed.
Under stars seven times turned
Arda shook and Cuivienen cowered.
Grief and terror we knew.
Beloved Ceofiel lost and Ceofaen so gentle and helpless.
Valar against Vala, assaulting fell Utumno.
'Til shackled went the dread to Land of Light.
And Raenesviel dreamed of pain and horrors.
Ceofiel lived yet in agonies.
Under stars went the three fathers:
Ingwe, Elwe and Finwe.
Shadows left the People,
Cuivienen knew a fragile peace.
Amlaerthan spoke of the losses many endured,
But Raenesviel's silence was the deeper wound.
On silvery shoals sweet Ceofaen played
Whilst on northern ruins his parents dwelled.
Under stars we lived while quiet ruled
But then returned to us, the three fathers bespoke.
Praise of lightbearing trees and peace untouched
Swayed Ingwe's folk to the West.
Of Finwe's and Elwe's kinds there was a thirst
For Valar's kinship and distant places.
But for Amlaerthan and Raenesviel there was no peace.
Not so long as Ceofiel endured the Shadow.
Followed by ever so much more.
