Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold
[00:51.49] Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
[01:01.48] To dungeons deep and caverns old,
[01:12.23] We must away, ere break of day,
[01:21.99] To seek our pale enchanted gold.
[01:32.24] The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
[01:40.99] While hammers fell like ringing bells,
[01:49.99] In places deep, where dark things sleep,
[01:58.99] In hollow halls beneath the fells.
[02:05.99] For ancient king and elvish lord
[02:14.74] There many a gleaming golden hoard
[02:23.98] They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
[02:32.99] To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
[02:39.64] On silver necklaces they strung
[02:48.63] The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
[02:57.63] The dragon-fire, on twisted wire
[03:06.88] They meshed the light of moon and sun.
[03:37.38] Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
[03:46.27] To dungeons deep and caverns old,
[03:56.02] We must away, ere break of day,
[04:05.27] To claim our long-forgotten gold.
[04:13.02] Goblets they carved there for themselves,
[04:22.26] And harps of gold, where no man delves
[04:31.52] There lay they long, and many a song
[04:41.27] Was sung unheard by men or elves.
[04:48.27] The pines were roaring on the heights,
[04:57.27] The wind was moaning in the night,
[05:06.02] The fire was red, it flaming spread,
[05:15.52] The trees like torches blazed with light.
[05:22.52] The bells were ringing in the dale,
[05:31.27] And men looked up with faces pale.
[05:40.02] The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire,
[05:49.27] Laid low their towers and houses frail.
[06:01.02] The mountain smoked beneath the moon.
[06:09.17] The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
[06:18.42] They fled the hall to dying fall
[06:27.42] Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
[06:37.67] Far over the Misty Mountains grim,
[06:46.92] To dungeons deep and caverns dim,
[06:56.92] We must away, ere break of day,
[07:06.67] To win our harps and gold from him!
[07:15.17] Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
[07:24.84] To dungeons deep and caverns old.
