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.
بعيداً خلال جبال الضباب الباردةسجون عميقة ، كهوف سحيقة
هنالك الصنوبر فوق الأعاليتأتي الرياح طوال اللياليونار هنا حمراء, يطير اللهب يجف الهواءوتبدو الشجيرات مثل المصابيح تنشر هذا الضياء
Longe super Montes caliginosi frigi,Ad ergastula profunda et specus veteres,
Pini infremabant super altitudines,Ventus gemebat in nocte,Flamma era rufa et praepandebat,Arbores tamquam faces flammabant cum lux.
Departe, dincolo de frigul Munţilor Înneguraţi,În adâncimea temniţelor şi a cavernelor vechi
Pinii răcneau în înălţimi,Vântul gemea în noapte,Focul era roşu, îşi întindea flăcările,Copacii erau precum torţele revărsându-se de lumină.