Translation of "#9: Borromean Relay" (Relay)
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| Original: | Winter is the wolf that takes the old, the sick, and the very young Winter is the hard rock on which nothing grows Winter is the cruel beak and the sharp talon And so we beg you, bounding boy of spring, dance over the earth So that the sun your mother will look down upon us And flowers will spring from your footsteps. |
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| Translation: | Sío feifrair wylco, ðo lauthot gimel, aichleg ar sair ifanc pochío.
Sío feifrair pethor manthog, nageðír dyrío nébeth.
Sío feifrair arongegaith ar cogoth ceilig.
Path, flyamín ðo ana, garys liofand go lorech, saús bair lorech
Ðo d-to maiðír, séilë, fyrir echrúo,
Ar ðo dyrún lorethot go d-to troðbyrot. |
| Interlinear: | Not added |
