Pasttimes of the Obsessive Compulsive

I am having a fairly violent reaction of escapism still, but dangit, I can only allow myself one truffle a day, and I need some comfort.
I also need to get my lazy butt in gear. But somehow "goofing off" by learning a new language feels less "goofy" than, say, watching TV. Or so I tell myself, in going-in-circles self-justification sessions.

At any rate, here are some first fruits of my labors. I have been investigating elvish for... well, since whenever I posted that rant.

I did not even attempt to write in meter, and I am still ironing out a glitch with a word or two where there is some debate over forms. But for your ... um... whatever... have some eivish.

yes, yes, I have translated it.

** edit: fixed accents**

( Naergon an Undomiel  )