| Far over the misty mountains rise
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| lead us standing upon the eight
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| what was before be see once more
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| is our kingdom a distant light
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| fiery mountains beneath a moon
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| the word’s aren’t spoken we’ll be there soon
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| for home a song that echoes on
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| and all who find us will know the tune
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| some folk we never forget
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| some folk we never forgive
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| haven’t seen the back of us yet
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| we’ll fight as long as we live
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| all eyes on the hidden door
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| to de lonely mountains
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| we’ll in the gathering storm
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| until we get our long forgotten gold
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| we ley under the misty mountains cold
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| in slumbers deep and dreams of gold
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| we must awake ou lives to make
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| and in darkness a torch we hold0
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| from long ago when lanterns burned
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| until this day our hearts have yearned
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| a fate unknown the arkenstone
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| we must awey ere break of they
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| to find our song for heart and sould
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| some folk we never forget
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| some folk we never forgive
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| haven’t seen the back of us yet
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| we’ll fight as long as we live
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| all eyes on the hidden door
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| to de lonely mountains
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| we’ll in the gathering storm
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| until we get our long forgotten gold
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| far ewey the
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| misty mountais cold
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| (Grazie a giuseppe per questo testo) |