Beleriand
To north, to north there lay the land of dread
Dungorthin, where all ways were dead
In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold
Beyond was deadly nighshades hold
To south, to south the wide earth unexplored
To west, to west the ancient ocean roared
To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled
The mountains of the outer world
Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild
To east in peaks of blue were piled
In silence folded, mist enfurled
The mountains of the outer world
Beyond the tangled woodland shade
Thorn and thicket, grove and glade
Whose brooding boughs with magic hung
Were ancient when the world was young
Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild
To east in peaks of blue were piled
In silence folded, mist enfurled
The mountains of the outer world
Beyond the tangled woodland shade
Thorn and thicket, grove and glade
Whose brooding boughs with magic hung
Were ancient when the world was young
To north, to north there lay the land of dread
Dungorthin, where all ways were dead
In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold
Beyond was deadly nighshades hold
To south, to south the wide earth unexplored
To west, to west the ancient ocean roared
To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled
The mountains of the outer world
Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild
To east in peaks of blue were piled
In silence folded, mist enfurled
The mountains of the outer world
Beyond the tangled woodland shade
Thorn and thicket, grove and glade
Whose brooding boughs with magic hung
Were ancient when the world was young
Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild
To east in peaks of blue were piled
In silence folded, mist enfurled
The mountains of the outer world
Beyond the tangled woodland shade
Thorn and thicket, grove and glade
Whose brooding boughs with magic hung
Were ancient when the world was young
Beleriand
Ao norte, ao norte ficava a terra do pavor
Dungorthin, onde todos os caminhos estavam mortos
Nas colinas, nas colinas de sombras sombrias e frias
Além estava a sombra mortal
Ao sul, ao sul, a vasta terra inexplorada
Para oeste, para oeste o antigo oceano rugia
Para leste, para leste em picos azuis estavam empilhados
As montanhas do mundo exterior
Inexplorado e sem margens, amplo e selvagem
A leste, em picos azuis, estavam empilhados
Em silêncio dobrado, névoa envolta
As montanhas do mundo exterior
Além da sombra emaranhada da floresta
Espinho e matagal, bosque e clareira
Cujos ramos taciturnos com magia pendurados
Eram antigos quando o mundo era jovem
Inexplorado e sem margens, amplo e selvagem
A leste, em picos azuis, estavam empilhados
Em silêncio dobrado, névoa envolta
As montanhas do mundo exterior
Além da sombra emaranhada da floresta
Espinho e matagal, bosque e clareira
Cujos ramos taciturnos com magia pendurados
Eram antigos quando o mundo era jovem
Ao norte, ao norte ficava a terra do pavor
Dungorthin, onde todos os caminhos estavam mortos
Nas colinas, nas colinas de sombras sombrias e frias
Além estava a sombra mortal
Ao sul, ao sul, a vasta terra inexplorada
Para oeste, para oeste o antigo oceano rugia
Para leste, para leste em picos azuis estavam empilhados
As montanhas do mundo exterior
Inexplorado e sem margens, amplo e selvagem
A leste, em picos azuis, estavam empilhados
Em silêncio dobrado, névoa envolta
As montanhas do mundo exterior
Além da sombra emaranhada da floresta
Espinho e matagal, bosque e clareira
Cujos ramos taciturnos com magia pendurados
Eram antigos quando o mundo era jovem
Inexplorado e sem margens, amplo e selvagem
A leste, em picos azuis, estavam empilhados
Em silêncio dobrado, névoa envolta
As montanhas do mundo exterior
Além da sombra emaranhada da floresta
Espinho e matagal, bosque e clareira
Cujos ramos taciturnos com magia pendurados
Eram antigos quando o mundo era jovem