Misty Mountains
BOYENS PHILIPPA JANE, DONALDSON DAVID GEOFFREY, LONG DAVID ORIEN, ROCHE STEPHEN GERARD, RODDICK JANET, WALSH FRANCES ROSEMARY
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
The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone.
A king he was on carven throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor,
And runes of power upon the door.
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 world is grey, the mountains old,
The forge's fire is ashen-cold
