Quaresmal Tolkien #01

Vamos dar inAi??cio ao Quaresmal Tolkien com uma banda da simpA?ticaAi??terra do papa Francisco, que tambAi??m Ai?? outro fA? de Tolkien [veja aqui uma matAi??ria com um trecho de sermA?o onde o papa fala sobre Bilbo e Frodo].

TengwarBand

A banda Tengwar, de Buenos Aires, Argentina, surgiu em 2003 jA? com a intenAi??A?o de expressar o mundo de Tolkien atravAi??s de suas canAi??Ai??es e melodias,Ai??e desde o nome adotado pela banda se percebe essa vocaAi??A?o, “tengwar” Ai?? o alfabeto Ai??lfico que o leitor pode encontrar nos apA?ndices d’O Senhor dos AnAi??is – O Retorno do Rei.

SugestA?o de Leonardo Freitas:Ai??Dwarf Sings In The Dark, do A?lbum The Halfling Forth Shall Stand (2010), “aAi??letra fala um pouco sobre Durin e a origem de Moria, pra quem gosta da cultura dos anAi??es Ai?? uma boa letra”.

Letra:

Dwarf Sings In The Dark

The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone.
He named the nameless hills and dells;
He drank from yet untasted wells;

He stooped and looked in Mirrormere,
And saw a crown of stars appear,
As gems upon a silver thread,
Above the shadow of his head.

The world was fair, the mountains tall,
In Elder Days before the fall
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
And Gondolin, who now beyond
The Western Seas have passed away:
The world was fair in Durin’s Day.

A king he was on cavern throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor,
And runes of power upon the door.

In the wide halls of Moria once Durin’s folk ruled
Khazad DAi??m was the glory of Dwarves
Through the Darkness of Moria we march almost blind
Khazad DAi??m, where has your glory gone?

Solo

The light of sun and star and moon
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
There shone for ever fair and bright.

There hammer on the anvil smote,
There chisel clove, and graver wrote
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
The delver mined, the mason built.

There beryl, pearl and opal pale,
And metal wrought like fishes mail,
Buckler and corselet, axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid on hoard.

Unwearied then were Durin’s folk;
Beneath the mountains music woke:
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,
And at the gates the trumpets rang.

Intro 2

The world is grey, the mountains old,
The forge’s fire is ashen-cold;
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls:
The darkness dwells in Durin’s halls;
The shadow lies upon his tomb
In Moria, in Khazad-dAi??m.

But still the sunken stars appear
In dark and windless Mirrormere;
There lies his crown in water deep,
Till Durin wakes again from sleep.

In the wide halls of Moria once Durin’s folk ruled
Khazad DAi??m was the glory of Dwarves
Through the Darkness of Moria we march almost blind
Khazad DAi??m, where has your glory gone?

In the wide halls of Moria, one day, bloodshed ruled
Khazad DAi??m was the ruin of Dwarves
Through the Darkness of Moria we march almost blind
Khazad DAi??m, shall you be our tomb?

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