Ilu vanya, fanya, eari
I-mar, ar ilqa imen
Na uye sere indo-ninya simen, ullume
Ten si ye tyelma, yeva tyel ar i-narqelion
Fre ilqa yeva notina, hostainieva, yallume
Ananta uva tare farea, ufarea!
The world is fair, the sky, the seas, the earth,
and all that is in them. But my heart resteth not here for ever,
for here is ending, and there will be an end and the fading,
when all is counted, and all numbered at last,
but yet it will not be enough, not enough.
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