Book/Source: Silmarillion/UT sorta thing
Disclaimer: Not my Númenórean - property of JRRT. I fear the axe of Gimli!
Notes: for the sweet challenge and a kind of follow-on from Lament
Landfall at last!
Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta.
Though the ground twists strangely beneath my feet after so many days at sea, t'is good to feel the solid rock of Middle-earth.
His own lands ravaged and destroyed, Círdan’s welcome is tinged with a shared grief.
Grey halls are lined with bright banners, tables spread with white cloths heave with food and drink. Ships’ provisions and salt seas have fostered a great thirst within me, but of wine I shall not partake.
Only the sweet water of our new home shall pass my lips this day.