Song of the Mounds of Mundborg Lyrics

Song	Song of the Mounds of Mundborg
Artist	Caspar Reiff
Album	The Lord of the Rings: Complete Songs & Poems
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[00:30.000]	We heard of the horns in the hills ringing,
[00:41.000]	the swords shining in the South-kingdom.
[00:54.000]	Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
[01:05.000]	as wind in the morning. War was kindled.
[01:33.000]	There Théoden fell, Thengling mighty,
[01:40.000]	to his golden halls and green pastures
[01:46.000]	in the Northern fields never returning,
[01:54.000]	high lord of the host. Harding and Guthláf,
[02:02.000]	Dúnhere and Déorwine, doughty Grimbold,
[02:09.000]	Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Fastred,
[02:16.000]	fought and fell there in a far country:
[02:23.000]	in the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they lie
[02:32.000]	with their league-fellows, lords of Gondor.
[02:48.000]	Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea,
[02:54.000]	nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales
[03:02.000]	ever, to Arnach, to his own country
[03:10.000]	returned in triumph; nor the tall bowmen,
[03:17.000]	Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters,
[03:27.000]	meres of Morthond under mountain-shadows.
[03:37.000]	Death in the morning and at day's ending
[03:48.000]	lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep
[04:00.000]	under grass in Gondor by the Great River.
[04:18.000]	Grey now as tears, gleaming silver,
[04:30.000]	red then it rolled, roaring water:
[04:43.000]	foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset;
[04:54.000]	as beacons mountains burned at evening;
[05:02.000]	red fell the dew in Rammas Echor.

[00:30.000]	We heard of the horns in the hills ringing,
[00:41.000]	the swords shining in the Southkingdom.
[00:54.000]	Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
[01:05.000]	as wind in the morning. War was kindled.
[01:33.000]	There The oden fell, Thengling mighty,
[01:40.000]	to his golden halls and green pastures
[01:46.000]	in the Northern fields never returning,
[01:54.000]	high lord of the host. Harding and Guthla f,
[02:02.000]	Du nhere and De orwine, doughty Grimbold,
[02:09.000]	Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Fastred,
[02:16.000]	fought and fell there in a far country:
[02:23.000]	in the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they lie
[02:32.000]	with their leaguefellows, lords of Gondor.
[02:48.000]	Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea,
[02:54.000]	nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales
[03:02.000]	ever, to Arnach, to his own country
[03:10.000]	returned in triumph nor the tall bowmen,
[03:17.000]	Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters,
[03:27.000]	meres of Morthond under mountainshadows.
[03:37.000]	Death in the morning and at day' s ending
[03:48.000]	lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep
[04:00.000]	under grass in Gondor by the Great River.
[04:18.000]	Grey now as tears, gleaming silver,
[04:30.000]	red then it rolled, roaring water:
[04:43.000]	foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset
[04:54.000]	as beacons mountains burned at evening
[05:02.000]	red fell the dew in Rammas Echor.

[00:30.000]	We heard of the horns in the hills ringing,
[00:41.000]	the swords shining in the Southkingdom.
[00:54.000]	Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
[01:05.000]	as wind in the morning. War was kindled.
[01:33.000]	There Thé oden fell, Thengling mighty,
[01:40.000]	to his golden halls and green pastures
[01:46.000]	in the Northern fields never returning,
[01:54.000]	high lord of the host. Harding and Guthlá f,
[02:02.000]	Dú nhere and Dé orwine, doughty Grimbold,
[02:09.000]	Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Fastred,
[02:16.000]	fought and fell there in a far country:
[02:23.000]	in the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they lie
[02:32.000]	with their leaguefellows, lords of Gondor.
[02:48.000]	Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea,
[02:54.000]	nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales
[03:02.000]	ever, to Arnach, to his own country
[03:10.000]	returned in triumph nor the tall bowmen,
[03:17.000]	Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters,
[03:27.000]	meres of Morthond under mountainshadows.
[03:37.000]	Death in the morning and at day' s ending
[03:48.000]	lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep
[04:00.000]	under grass in Gondor by the Great River.
[04:18.000]	Grey now as tears, gleaming silver,
[04:30.000]	red then it rolled, roaring water:
[04:43.000]	foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset
[04:54.000]	as beacons mountains burned at evening
[05:02.000]	red fell the dew in Rammas Echor.

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