IV. Verses for the Four Odes on Karanral, to be used in ferial seasons

Eight verses.

Hapless sons of sad Nanalon:

Sanur eldest, wise in battle,

Eithbor, famous for his valor,

Fair Setela, mighty hunter,

Youngest son of Old Nanalon;

These our songs of love remember.

We remember how the challenge

Of the captain of the slave-pits—

Fell Gorgara, ruthless tyrant—

Stirred with wrath the youthful heroes,

Spurred them on to deeds of valor,

Deeds of folly on the moorland.

Deeds of folly on the moorland

Brought them to the Mines of Torment.

There the ruthless tyrant bound them,

Bound them in the pits to languish,

Languish where their father Sencan

Once had set his mind on freedom.

Then the fair and lissome princess

Thoranrai, in shining mantle,

Came unto the Pool at midnight,

Looked upon its holy waters,

Wept, and so a single tear-drop

Fell upon the sacred waters.

In the deep abyss of torment

Far beyond the reach of moonlight

Or the shining of the chariot

Eibram pulls across the heavens

A single tear became the starlight

Of the shining Polestar Raos.

From the formless pit of torment

To the anvil of their fathers—

So the light of Middle Heaven

Sought with love beyond the Wide Lands,

Wide Lands lying Under Starlight,

So the prayer of love was answered.

Shining beauty of the Heavens!

Penetrate the rocky mantle

Of the deep and hidden places

Where our hearts for long have languished

In the torment of the darkness.

See our tears upon the waters!

Hapless sons of Sad Nanalon:

Sanur eldest, beloved of father,

Teithbor, famous for his valor,

Fair Setela who the maidens

Still lament in Sencan’s city;

These our song of love remembers.