Misty Mountains

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    Far over the misty mountains cold
    To dungeons deep and caverns old
    We must away ere break of day
    To seek the pale enchanted gold
    The dwarves of yore made mightly spells
    While hammers 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 a gleaming golden hoard
    They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
    To hide in gems on hilt of sward
    On silver necklaces they strung
    The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
    The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
    They meshed the light of moon and sun
    Far over the misty mountains cold
    To dungeouns deep and caverns old
    We must away, ere break of day
    To claim our long-forgotten gold

    Goblets they carved there for themselves
    And harps of gold; where no man delves
    There lay they long, and many a song
    Was sung unheard by men or elves
    The pines were roaring on the height
    (The pines were roaring on the height)
    The winds were moaning in the night
    The fire was red, it flaming spread
    (The fire was red, it flaming spread)
    The trees like torches blazed with light
    The bells were ringing in the dale
    (The bells were ringing in the dale)
    And men looked up with faces pale
    The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
    (The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
    Laid low their towers and houses frail

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    The mountain smoked beneath the moon
    (The mountain smoked beneath the moon)
    The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
    They fled their hall to dying fall
    (They fled their hall to dying fall)
    Beneath his feet, beneath the moon

    Far over the misty mountains cold
    To dungeons deep and caverns dim
    We must away, ere break of day
    To win our harps and gold from him!

    The pines were roaring on the height
    (The pines were roaring on the height)
    The winds were moaning in the night
    The fire was red, it flaming spread
    (The fire was red, it flaming spread)
    The trees like torches blazed with light
    The bells were ringing in the dale
    (The bells were ringing in the dale)
    And men looked up with faces pale
    The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
    (The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
    Laid low their towers and houses frail

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    Composición: Howard Shore

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