Far over the Misty Mountain’s Cold
To dungeons deep, and caverns old
We must away, eve break a day
To seek the pale enchanted gold
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
While hammer’s fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells
For ancient King and Elvish Lord
There many gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword
On silver necklaces they strung
The Flowering stars, on the crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, eve break of day.
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Golblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold: where no man delves
There lay they long, and many song
Was sung unheard by men and elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread:
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looking ip with faces pale;
The dragon’s ire more fierce then fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon:
The dwarves they heard the tramp of the doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains grom
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, eve break of day.
To win our harps and gold from him!
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