Jaka to "melodia"?

Rilla

Siejemy, siejemy, mój ssskarbie Laughing

Enchantment healed his weary feet
That over hills were doomed to roam;
And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
Through woven woods in Elvenhome
She lightly fled on dancing feet,
And left him lonely still to roam
In the silent forest listening.

Lawenda

Mój ssskarbie, cóż to może być, glum glum. Myślimy, myślimy... Chyba o tej okropnej elfce Luthien i tym człowieku Berenie, tak mój ssskarbie. Nienawidzimy ich. Wstrętne elfy mi ich śśśświetliste spojrzenia. Glum glum Laughing

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Law

Rilla

Racja, mój ssskarbie. Glum, glum Smile

Prosimy o kolejną zagadkę. Tak, prosimy... Very Happy

Lawenda

Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling!
Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling.
Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight,
Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight,
There my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter,
Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water.
Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing
Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing?
Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o,
Goldberry, Goldberry, merry yellow berry-o!
Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your roots away!
Tom's in a hurry now. Evening will follow day.
Tom's going home home again water-lilies bringing.
Hey! come derry dol! Can you hear me singing? Laughing

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Rilla

Smeagol wie, tak, mój ssskarbie... To ten zbój, Tom Bombadil i jego żona - Złota Jagoda... Smeagol nie znosi, kiedy on śpiewa... Paskudny, wstrętny, podstępny Bombadil... Laughing

Lawenda

Tak mój ssskarbie to on, ten przebrzydły ni to hobbit ni to człowiek. My też go nienawidzimy, tak mój sskarbie, nienawidzimy. Mr. Green

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Rilla

There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years,
While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears.
O Lórien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day;
The leaves are falling in the stream, the River flows away.
O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shore
And in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor.
But if of ships I now should sing, what ship would come to me,
What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?

Lawenda

Ciężko było ale to chyba Galdriela Song o Eldamarze Laughing

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Rilla

Oczywiście, mój ssskarbie Very Happy

Smeagol jest z nas dumny, tak. Glum, glum Mr. Green

Lawenda

Dumny z nas, mój sskarbie? Ssspecjalnie dla nasss soczyście sssłodkie rybki i piosseneczka, glum glum Laughing

Snow-white! Snow-white! O Lady clear!
O Queen beyond the Western Seas!
O light to us that wander here
Amid the world of woven trees!

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Rilla

Och, to zapewne ta wssstrętna Elbereth Githoniel. Nie znosssimy jej, mój ssskarbie, nie znosssimy... Very Happy

Lawenda

Tak, mój skarbie, to ta, która ssstworzyla te wssstrętne gwiazdy. Nienawidzimy jej, tak nienawidzimy. Laughing

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Rilla

Jedna z naszych ulubionych... Mr. Green

Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that
was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair
flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire
glowing?
Where is the sping and the harvest and the tall corn
growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind
in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills
into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning

Lawenda

Pewnie jakiś Rohan sssong, ale dokładniejszej nazwy mój ssskarbie nie pamiętamy, nie pamiętamy. Laughing

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Rilla

Oczywiście, mój ssskarbie, to pieśń tych okropnych koniarzy... Nie lubimy ich, mój ssskarbie, nie, nie lubimy... Smile