Naruvir is often heard singing and reciting old poetry amid her own natural novelty, and this is no exception. Every wordplay offers a fair insight to her playful and youthful mind. She sang the following by the feet of a waterfall:
Celaid velennin, merin i lilthad lín!
Beloved lights, so joyously you dance!
Sui giliath rill nan estel,
Like glittering sparks of hope,
min linnath vain i-lanthiriath,
amid the waterfalls' beautiful music;
trî idh rî velig i-gelaidh,
through trees mighty firmament,
nuin nîf in-foen.
underneath the faces of the clouds.
Udulelir erin lui ‘ellaim
You are now come, in the hour of joy,
ar lilthar na lind Amar!
and you dance, dance to the music of the world!
Melith ar herthaid,
Love and hope,
noeth ar hwist loeg ’ni ngwaith phain,
contemplation and a warm breeze to all,
dam myrn bain.
against all darkness,
Sí linna i laer e-laer!
Now sings the music of the summer!
