Aredhel Ar-Feiniel (Y.T. 1362–Y.S. 400; died aged 1738) (born and known in Quenya as Írissë) is a fictional character created by J. R. R. Tolkien.
She is called Ar-Feiniel, the White Lady of the Noldor. She is the daughter of Fingolfin and Anairë, sister of Fingon, Turgon and Argon, and mother of Maeglin. She was born and raised in Tirion.
Aredhel is tall and strong, beautiful, extremely willful, adventurous and fickle, easily bored and restless, fond of hunting and riding in the forests:
Her skin is pale and her hair dark; she always wears silver and white. Though fond of the sons of Fëanor, she never weds any one of them.
After arriving in Middle-earth, Aredhel dwells in Nevrast with Turgon, and goes with him to Gondolin. But after two hundred years she tires of the city and longing for the forests and wide lands overcomes her. Aredhel asks leave to depart. Turgon is unwilling, fearing the exposure of the Hidden Kingdom, but eventually relents.
Riding with companions, they are denied safe passage through Doriath because they seek the sons of Fëanor. And so they travel the East Road along the North March of Doriath.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien. Regardons autour de nous
On vit dans un monde de fous
Chacun cherche sa gloire,
Chacun cherche l'espoir.
On oublie ce qui nous entoure
Ceux qui nous donnent de l'Amour
On chasse de notre memoire
Ce qui nous empeche d'y croire.
On laisse au bord du chemin.
Les chagrins sans lendemain,
On poursuit chacun sa route.
On laisse au bord de la route
Chacun tous ses petits doutes,
On poursuit son chemin. Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
Tenir au creux de ses mains
Les clefs de notre destin,
Mener a la victoire
Tous nos reves d'un soir.
Et on court apres le temps
On passe a cote des gens,
On court apres l'argent,
On se cache, on se ment.
Meme si la solitude
Est notre seule attitude,
On garde en chacun de nous
L'Amour de ceux qui nous aime,
Meme si on a de la peine,
On se retrouvera.
Meme si la realite
N'est pas notre verite,
On continue a y croire
A se battre pour notre histoire.
Meme si le prix a payer
Est plus cher a chaque fois,
On continue a y croire
Des espoirs pour nos espoirs.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
Chacun pense a soi
Comme si il n'y avait que ca,
Chacun mene a bien
Que ce qu'il veut bien.
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"EVERYONE THINKS ABOUT THEMSELVES"
Everyone thinks about themselves
As if they were the only ones,
Everyone sees it through
Just what they really want to do
Everyone thinks about themselves
As if they were the only ones,
Everyone sees it through
Only what they really want to do
Let's look around us
We live in a crazy world
Everyone seeks some glory,
Everyone seeks some hope
We forget all the things around us
Those who give us love.
We dismiss from our memory
Everything that stops us believing.
We leave by the edge of the path
The short-lived sorrows.
Everyone, follow the road
and leave by its edge
every last doubt
And carry on walking.
Everyone thinks about themselves
As if they were the only ones,
Everyone sees it through
Just what they really want to do
Everyone thinks about themselves
As if they were the only ones,
Everyone sees it through
Only what they really want to do
Holding in our hands
The keys of our destiny
Leading to victory
Our one night's dreams.
And we run after time,
We turn away from people,
We run after money,
We hide and lie to each other
Even though loneliness
Is our unique attitude,
We keep to ourselves
The love of those who love us,
Even though we feel upset,
We will meet up again.
Even if reality
Is not our truth,
We keep on believing,
And fight for our history.
Though the price to pay
Is more expensive each time,
We keep on believing
A few hopes for our new hopes.
Everyone thinks about themselves
As if they were the only ones,
Everyone sees it through
Just what they really want to do
Everyone thinks about themselves
As if they were the only ones,
Everyone sees it through
Only what they really want to do