Tel'Amunelen

Nim urra tel'runya naara imya tel'dome;
Tirinin ta glina e' naurme'a en' anoron.
Vanimta elmare n'yassen al' atyar;
Amin milya ten' urna,
ikotane hae am' ikontane neva.

The Morning Star

White hot the flame burns through the night;
Brightest it gleams in dawn's firey light.
It's beauty a rapture, without any peer;
I yearn for it's warmth,
so far yet so near.