Lyrics Misty Mountains - Peter Hollens , Jun Sung Ahn
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.
Farewell
we
call
to
hearth
and
hall!
Though
wind
may
blow
and
rain
may
fall,
We
must
away
ere
break
of
day
Far
over
the
wood
and
mountain
tall.
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