无题

吉尔伽美什我想，我们没有必要再到别了，我亲爱的敌人，可怜的故人，无人会为你的离世落泪，无人会铭记你的温柔与慈悲，世人避你如瘟神，诸神的弃子，流落在外的王族后羿。

最后望一眼那一片死寂的高塔，阴暗，压抑，究竟是什么样人可以在那里独守千年之久，人类的思维里，可曾存在过这样的人？

这一次，怕是又要再一次，伤了故人的心了。

只是，我不能死！还不能，不能。

在漆黑的夜里你需要一道光照亮夜行的路，我燃烧了自己，但也造就了你我永远不能相拥。

--Ereinion Gil-galad

Gil-galad era un rege Elven.

De ille le harpistas canta triste;

le ultime cuje regno era belle e libere

inter le Montanias e le Mar.

Su gladio es longe, su lancea affilate.

Su casco brillante foras era vidite;

le stellas innumerabile del campo del celo

in su scuto argentea era speculate.

Sed ante longe ille cavalcava distante

e ubi ille habita nemo dicer pote;

in le tenebras cadeva su stella

in Mordor ubi le umbras es. 精灵王吉尔-加拉德，

诗琴仍为他把哀歌传唱：

他的王国东起高山，西至海洋，

最后的乐土任人徜徉。

他的佩剑锐长，枪矛锋利，

他的战盔醒目闪亮，

他的银盾映照

穹宇无垠群星煌煌。

多年前他纵马出征，

如今何在无人能明；

他的命星陨落，

落入魔多翳影掩蔽

The Fall of Gil-galad

Gil-galad was an Elven-king.

Of him the harpers sadly sing;

the last whose realm was fair and free

between the Mountains and the Sea.

His sword was long, his lance was keen.

His shining helm afar was seen;

the countless stars of heaven's field

were mirrored in his silver shield.

But long ago he rode away,

and where he dwelleth none can say;

for into darkness fell his star

in Mordor where the shadows are.

若是，不是敌人，呦呵至于如此？

故人之孙，何至于，身死吾手？