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Yavanna planted a garden long ago...
And in this garden two little seedlings began to sprout and grow.
Golden seedlings, of golden trees, soon to be fairest of them all.
Isil shone down once upon a night and out of blackness came we
Those of ageless song, and stars twinkled that night upon Undomė.
He breathed into the night and our blood was born, on that eve of days ago....
***This song was written by Erelindė in Ondolindė, inVķressė, Menelya, Coirė in a middle year of the First Age