Frodo mo ghràidh: Dh 'iarr thu orm aon uair ...
My dear Frodo:
Nam biodh mi air a h-uile càil innse dhut bha fios agam mu na thachair dhomh.
if I had told you everything there was to know about my adventures.
Agus ged as urrainn dhomh gu h-onarach ... abair gu bheil mi air innse dhut ... an fhìrinn...
And while I can honestly say... I have told you the truth...
Is dòcha nach do dh 'innis mi dhut a h-uile càil. Tha mi sean a-nis, Frodo.
I may not have told you all of it.
Chan e mise an aon Hàbad a bha mi uaireigin.
I am old now, Frodo.
Tha mi a 'smaoineachadh...
I'm not the same Hobbit I once was.
Tha an t-àm ann dhut fios a bhith agad ... dè thachair dha-rìribh.
I think it is time for you to know... what really happened.
Thòisich e ... o chionn fhada ...
It began long ago...
Ann an dùthaich fada air falbh chun ear ... an leithid de nach lorg thu san t-saoghal an-diugh.
in a land far away to the east...
Bha baile-mòr Dale ann.
the like of which you will not find in the world today. There was the city of Dale.
Tha fios dè na margaidhean aige ... fad is farsaing.
Its markets known far and wide.
Làn de na bounties fìon is vale.
Full of the bounties of vine and vale.
Sìth agus soirbheachail.
Peaceful and prosperous.
Airson a 'bhaile-mhòr seo na laighe air beulaibh nan dorsan ... den rìoghachd as motha san Talamh Mheadhanach:
For this city lay before the doors... of the greatest kingdom in Middle
Erebor.
-earth:
Daingneach Mearachd ...
Erebor.
Rìgh fon bheinn.
Stronghold of Thror, King Under the Mountain.
Mightiest ... de na Morairean Dwarf.
Mightiest of the Dwarf Lords.
Chaidh mearachd a riaghladh le làn earbsa ... gun a bhith a 'cur teagamh sam bith air an taigh aige ... oir bha an loidhne aige tèarainte ... ann am beatha a mhic ... agus ogha.
Thror ruled with utter surety... never doubting his house would endure... for his line lay secure in the lives of his son...
Ah, Frodo.
and grandson. Ah, Frodo.
Erebor.
Erebor.
Air a thogail domhainn taobh a-staigh na beinne fhèin ... bha bòidhchead a 'bhaile daingneach seo uirsgeulach.
Built deep within the mountain itself... the beauty of this fortress city was legend.
Bha a beairteas na laighe air an talamh ...
Its wealth lay in the earth...
Ann an seudan luachmhor air an rùsgadh ... bho chreig agus ann an claisean mòra òir ... a 'ruith mar aibhnichean tro chlach.
in precious gems hewn from rock... and in great seams of gold...
Sgil nan Dwarves ... gun choimeas, a 'dèanamh rudan ... de bhòidhchead mòr ... a-mach à daoimean, emerald, ruby agus sapphire.
running like rivers through stone. The skill of the Dwarves was unequaled, fashioning objects of great beauty...
A-riamh rinn iad sgrùdadh nas doimhne ... sìos don dorchadas.
out of diamond, emerald, ruby and sapphire. Ever they delved deeper... down into the dark.
Agus is ann an sin a lorg iad e. Cridhe na Beinne.
And that is where they found it.
An Arkenstone.
The Heart of the Mountain. The Arkenstone. Thror named it "The King's Jewel."
Ghabh e e mar chomharra, comharra gu bheil a chòir air riaghladh ... bha diadhaidh.
He took it as a sign, a sign that his right to rule was divine.
Bhiodh iad uile a 'pàigheadh ... ùmhlachd dha.
All would pay homage to him.
Eadhon an fhìor ...
Even the great...
Elven King, Thranduil.
Elven King, Thranduil.
Mar a dh 'fhàs beairteas mòr nan Dwarves ... bha an stòr de dheagh thoil a 'ruith tana.
As the great wealth of the Dwarves grew...
Chan eil fios aig duine dè dìreach a thòisich an gluasad.
their store of good will ran thin.
-Elves ag ràdh ... ghoid na Dwarves an ulaidh. Tha na h
No one knows exactly what began the rift.
Tha na Dwarves ag innse sgeulachd eile.
the Dwarves stole their treasure. The Dwarves tell another tale.
Tha iad ag ràdh gun do dhiùlt an Elf King am pàigheadh dligheach a thoirt dhaibh.
They say the Elf King refused to give them their rightful pay.
Tha e duilich, Frodo, dè an seann chaidreachasan ... faodar a bhriseadh.
It is sad, Frodo... how old alliances can be broken.
Mar as urrainn càirdeas eadar daoine a chall.
How friendships between peoples can be lost.
Agus airson dè? Beag air bheag thionndaidh na làithean goirt ... agus dhùin na h-oidhcheanan furachail a-steach.
And for what?
Gràdh Thror air òr ... air fàs ro fhiadhaich.
and the watchful nights closed in. Thror's love of gold had grown too fierce.
Bha tinneas air tòiseachadh a 'fàs taobh a-staigh e.
A sickness had begun to grow within him.
Bha e tinn san inntinn.
It was a sickness of the mind.
Agus far a bheil tinneas a 'soirbheachadh ... leanaidh droch rudan.
And where sickness thrives...
B 'e fuaim a' chiad rud a chuala iad ... mar chabhaig a 'tighinn sìos ... bhon taobh a-tuath.
bad things will follow. The first they heard was a noise like a hurricane coming down...
Chaidh na craobhan giuthais air a 'bheinn fodha agus chreach iad ... anns a 'ghaoith teth, tioram.
from the North. The pines on the mountain creaked and cracked in the hot, dry wind.
Balin, fuaim an inneal-rabhaidh. Cuir fios a-mach an geàrd.
Balin, sound the alarm.
Dèan e a-nis!
Call out the guard.
Dè th 'ann?
Do it now! What is it?
Dragon.
Dragon.