Post by Larien Séregon, Lady of Lórien on Apr 15, 2006 16:45:02 GMT -5
"Send Your Love"
Finding the world in the smallness of grain of sand
Radad i palurin mi i niben peg o lith
And holding infinities in the palm of your hand
Ar darad uirrim mi i camlann o lîn bor
And Heaven's realms in the seedlings of this tiny flower
Ar menelor ardarim mi i eredhadrim o si pigen loth
And eternities in the space of single [hour]
Ar uirrim mu i land o erui
Send your love into the future
Tulta lîn meles mir i ant
Send your love into the distant dawn
Tulta lîn meles mir i hae minuial
Inside your mind [is a relay] station
Nedh lîn dôl sad
mission probe into the unknowing
Banga bedi mir i tinnuad
We send seed to distant future
Lye tulta eredh an hae ant
Then we can watch the [galaxies] growing
Taare lye gar tir i galad
This [ain't] no time for [doubting] your power
Si il-annan an lîn bal
This ain't no time for hiding your care
Si il-annan an deliad lîn trasta
You [are] climbing down from [an] ivory tower
Le eriaien dad o fain barad
You've got stake in the world we ought to share
Le gar salpa ceber mi i palurin lye mere an rist
You see the stars [are] moving [so] slowly
Le kena i geil rincad lena
But still the earth [is] moving [so] fast
Nan er i ambar rincad avorn
[Can't] you see the moon [is so] lonely
Le kena i ithil eressea
She [is] still trapped in the pain of the past
Re er neumae mi i naeg o i wanwa
This [is] the time of the worlds colliding
Si i annan o i palurinor pelektien
This [is] the time of kingdoms falling
Si i annan o ardh lantead
This [is] the time of the worlds dividing
Si i annan o i palurinor kirmad
Time to heed your call
Annan an lasta lîn yello
Send your love into the future
Tulta lîn meles mir i ant
Send your precious love into [some] distant time
Tulta lîn tearc meles mir hae annan
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your healing
Ar penia ta harue coron an meles o lîn nestad
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
There [is] no religion but [sex] and music
En il-bronwe nan ar lindale
There [is] no religion but sound and dancing
En il-bronwe nan rû ar liltien
There [is] no religion but line and color
En il-bronwe nan tê ar lum
There's no religion but sacred trance
En il-bronwe nan aer gûl
There's no religion but the endless ocean
En il-bronwe nan i arnediad aearon
There's no religion but the moon and stars
En il-bronwe nan i ithil ar geil
There's no religion but time and motion
En il-bronwe nan annan ar rinc
There's no religion, just tribal scars
En il-bronwe, fael hostar ristar
Throw pebble in and watch the ocean
Had sern mi ar tir i aearon
See the [ripples] vanish in the distance
Kena i lim mi i haered
It [is] just the [same] with all the emotions
Ta fael i an ilya i mathadrim
It [is] just the [same] in every instance
Ta fael i mi il' talaf
There [is] no religion but the joys of rhythm
En il-bronwe nan i gellrim o dringa
There [is] no religion but the rites of Spring
En il-bronwe nan i tua o ethuil
There [is] no religion in the path of hate
En il-bronwe mi i lond o deloth
No prayer but the one I sing
Il-kyerma nan i min im glir
Send your love into the future
Tulta lîn meles mir i ant
Send your precious love into [some] distant time
Tulta lîn tearc meles mir hae annan
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your healing
Ar penia ta harue coron an meles o lîn nestad
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
There [is] no religion but [sex] and music
En il-bronwe nan ar lindale
There [is] no religion that [is] right or winning
En il-bronwe ta forn ri' tûrad
There [is] no religion in the path of hatred
En il-bronwe mi i lond o delothe
[Ain't] no prayer but the one I'm singing
Il-kyerma nan i min im glirad
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Finding the world in the smallness of grain of sand
Radad i palurin mi i niben peg o lith
And holding infinities in the palm of your hand
Ar darad uirrim mi i camlann o lîn bor
And Heaven's realms in the seedlings of this tiny flower
Ar menelor ardarim mi i eredhadrim o si pigen loth
And eternities in the space of single [hour]
Ar uirrim mu i land o erui
Send your love into the future
Tulta lîn meles mir i ant
Send your love into the distant dawn
Tulta lîn meles mir i hae minuial
Inside your mind [is a relay] station
Nedh lîn dôl sad
mission probe into the unknowing
Banga bedi mir i tinnuad
We send seed to distant future
Lye tulta eredh an hae ant
Then we can watch the [galaxies] growing
Taare lye gar tir i galad
This [ain't] no time for [doubting] your power
Si il-annan an lîn bal
This ain't no time for hiding your care
Si il-annan an deliad lîn trasta
You [are] climbing down from [an] ivory tower
Le eriaien dad o fain barad
You've got stake in the world we ought to share
Le gar salpa ceber mi i palurin lye mere an rist
You see the stars [are] moving [so] slowly
Le kena i geil rincad lena
But still the earth [is] moving [so] fast
Nan er i ambar rincad avorn
[Can't] you see the moon [is so] lonely
Le kena i ithil eressea
She [is] still trapped in the pain of the past
Re er neumae mi i naeg o i wanwa
This [is] the time of the worlds colliding
Si i annan o i palurinor pelektien
This [is] the time of kingdoms falling
Si i annan o ardh lantead
This [is] the time of the worlds dividing
Si i annan o i palurinor kirmad
Time to heed your call
Annan an lasta lîn yello
Send your love into the future
Tulta lîn meles mir i ant
Send your precious love into [some] distant time
Tulta lîn tearc meles mir hae annan
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your healing
Ar penia ta harue coron an meles o lîn nestad
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
There [is] no religion but [sex] and music
En il-bronwe nan ar lindale
There [is] no religion but sound and dancing
En il-bronwe nan rû ar liltien
There [is] no religion but line and color
En il-bronwe nan tê ar lum
There's no religion but sacred trance
En il-bronwe nan aer gûl
There's no religion but the endless ocean
En il-bronwe nan i arnediad aearon
There's no religion but the moon and stars
En il-bronwe nan i ithil ar geil
There's no religion but time and motion
En il-bronwe nan annan ar rinc
There's no religion, just tribal scars
En il-bronwe, fael hostar ristar
Throw pebble in and watch the ocean
Had sern mi ar tir i aearon
See the [ripples] vanish in the distance
Kena i lim mi i haered
It [is] just the [same] with all the emotions
Ta fael i an ilya i mathadrim
It [is] just the [same] in every instance
Ta fael i mi il' talaf
There [is] no religion but the joys of rhythm
En il-bronwe nan i gellrim o dringa
There [is] no religion but the rites of Spring
En il-bronwe nan i tua o ethuil
There [is] no religion in the path of hate
En il-bronwe mi i lond o deloth
No prayer but the one I sing
Il-kyerma nan i min im glir
Send your love into the future
Tulta lîn meles mir i ant
Send your precious love into [some] distant time
Tulta lîn tearc meles mir hae annan
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your healing
Ar penia ta harue coron an meles o lîn nestad
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
There [is] no religion but [sex] and music
En il-bronwe nan ar lindale
There [is] no religion that [is] right or winning
En il-bronwe ta forn ri' tûrad
There [is] no religion in the path of hatred
En il-bronwe mi i lond o delothe
[Ain't] no prayer but the one I'm singing
Il-kyerma nan i min im glirad
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles
Send your love
Tulta lîn meles