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[ti:Misty Mountains] |
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[ar:Peter Hollens] |
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[al:Peter Hollens] |
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Far over the Misty Mountains cold |
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To dungeons deep and caverns old |
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We must away, ere break of day, |
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To find our long forgotten gold. |
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The pines were roaring on the height, |
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The winds were moaning in the night. |
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The fire was red, it flaming spread; |
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The trees like torches blazed with light. |
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The wind was on the withered heath, |
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But in the forest stirred no leaf: |
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Their shadows lay be night or day, |
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And dark things silent crept beneath. |
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(Aaaahh aaahh...) |
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The wind went on from West to East; |
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All movement in the forest ceased, |
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But shrill and harsh across the marsh |
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Its whistling voices were released. |
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Farewell we call to hearth and hall! |
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Though wind may blow and rain may fall, |
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We must away ere break of day |
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Far over wood and mountain tall. |
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