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Misty Mountains - Rachel Hardy
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To find alone forgotten Lord
The pines were roaring on the height
The wind was moaning in the night
The fire was red it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale
Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To find our long-forgotten gold
