| With the wise men in a secret round sits our hero, too
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| No matter how they tried to pass some advice
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| Not one dared to say: You!
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| You’re the one, you must do it hold on to you liked and did
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| All the pharocees were suddenly still
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| Stared helpless in their eyes
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| Though they knew this was the only path
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| That the ring would go by
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| The path into the fire, to the mountain
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| That’s what you think, then I’ll just leave
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| But I don’t know here to go
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| That’s what you think, then I’ll just leave
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| But I’m scared and I don’t know here to go
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| The prudents took deep breath of relief
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| The Ringkeeper was found
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| Hear! |
| Hear! |
| Let us look for some friends
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| Who’ll come and stand this ground
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| No ties at all that could hold you
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| Here we also must be true
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| In the end they were nine men
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| There shouldn’t be many then |