Misty Mountains
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,To dungeons deep and caverns old,
The pines were roaring on the heights,The wind was moaning in the night,The fire was red, it flaming spread,The trees like torches blazed with light.
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,To dungeons deep and caverns old,
The pines were roaring on the heights,The wind was moaning in the night,The fire was red, it flaming spread,The trees like torches blazed with light.
Weit über den Nebelbergen kalt,In Verliese tief und Höhlen alt,
Die Kiefern brausten in den Höh'n,Der Wind stöhnte in der Nacht,Das Feuer war rot, es Flammen bot,Die Bäume glühten vor Licht wie Fackeln.