
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Misty Mountains |
Far over the misty mountains cold |
To dungeons deep and caverns old |
We must away ere break of day |
To find our long-forgotten gold |
The pines were roaring on the height |
The winds were moaning in the night |
The fire was red, it flaming spread; |
The trees like torches blazed with light |
Song tags: #песня гномов из хоббита