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.
Loin au-delà des froides Montages Brumeuses,Vers de profonds donjons et de vieilles cavernes
Les pins rugissaient sur les sommetsLe vent gémissait dans la nuitLe feu était rouge, ses flammes se propageaientLes arbres, comme des torches, s'enflammaient avec éclat