Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old
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.
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Far over the Misty Mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day, To find our long-forgotten gold
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
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.
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