Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sward
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeouns deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To claim our long-forgotten gold
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves
The pines were roaring on the height
(The pines were roaring on the height)
The winds were moaning in the night
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
(The bells were ringing in the dale)
And men looked up with faces pale
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
(The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
Laid low their towers and houses frail
The mountain smoked beneath the moon
(The mountain smoked beneath the moon)
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
They fled their hall to dying fall
(They fled their hall to dying fall)
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day
To win our harps and gold from him!
The pines were roaring on the height
(The pines were roaring on the height)
The winds were moaning in the night
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
(The bells were ringing in the dale)
And men looked up with faces pale
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
(The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
Laid low their towers and houses frail
(Originally named "Dwarven Song About Old Wealth" by Tolkien)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:33.30]Far over the misty mountains cold
[00:34.05]To dungeons deep and caverns old
[00:36.66]We must away ere break of day
[00:40.95]To seek the pale enchanted gold
[00:49.20]While hammers fell like ringing bells
[00:49.92]In places deep, where dark things sleep
[00:50.73]In hollow halls beneath the fells
[00:51.36]For ancient king and elvish lord
[00:54.69]There many a gleaming golden hoard
[00:55.98]They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
[01:25.95]To hide in gems on hilt of sward
[02:03.99]On silver necklaces they strung
[02:05.79]The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
[02:10.95]The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
[02:12.81]They meshed the light of moon and sun
[02:19.32]Far over the misty mountains cold
[02:21.42]To dungeouns deep and caverns old
[02:23.52]We must away, ere break of day
[02:24.15]To claim our long-forgotten gold
[02:24.87]Goblets they carved there for themselves
[02:27.99]And harps of gold; where no man delves
[03:52.71]There lay they long, and many a song
[03:53.34]Was sung unheard by men or elves
[04:08.55]The pines were roaring on the height
[04:28.32](The pines were roaring on the height)
[04:31.89]The winds were moaning in the night
[04:56.46]The trees like torches blazed with light
[04:57.33]The bells were ringing in the dale
[04:57.96](The bells were ringing in the dale)
[05:25.83]And men looked up with faces pale
[05:26.52]The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
[05:27.24](The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
[05:27.96]Laid low their towers and houses frail
[05:33.48]The mountain smoked beneath the moon
[05:36.00](The mountain smoked beneath the moon)
[05:36.69]The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
[06:24.66]They fled their hall to dying fall
[06:26.16](They fled their hall to dying fall)
[06:26.79]Beneath his feet, beneath the moon
[06:27.42]Far over the misty mountains grim
[06:43.05]To dungeons deep and caverns dim
[06:47.28]We must away, ere break of day
[06:51.60]To win our harps and gold from him!
[07:11.28]The pines were roaring on the height
[08:38.10](The pines were roaring on the height)
[08:53.82]The winds were moaning in the night
[09:03.66]The trees like torches blazed with light
[09:04.44]The bells were ringing in the dale
[09:05.10](The bells were ringing in the dale)
[09:24.27]And men looked up with faces pale
[09:24.96]The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
[09:35.19](The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
[09:35.91]Laid low their towers and houses frail
[09:37.62](Originally named "Dwarven Song About Old Wealth" by Tolkien)
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sward
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeouns deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To claim our long-forgotten gold
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves
The pines were roaring on the height
(The pines were roaring on the height)
The winds were moaning in the night
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
(The bells were ringing in the dale)
And men looked up with faces pale
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
(The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
Laid low their towers and houses frail
The mountain smoked beneath the moon
(The mountain smoked beneath the moon)
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
They fled their hall to dying fall
(They fled their hall to dying fall)
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day
To win our harps and gold from him!
The pines were roaring on the height
(The pines were roaring on the height)
The winds were moaning in the night
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
(The bells were ringing in the dale)
And men looked up with faces pale
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
(The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
Laid low their towers and houses frail
(Originally named "Dwarven Song About Old Wealth" by Tolkien)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:33.30]Far over the misty mountains cold
[00:34.05]To dungeons deep and caverns old
[00:36.66]We must away ere break of day
[00:40.95]To seek the pale enchanted gold
[00:49.20]While hammers fell like ringing bells
[00:49.92]In places deep, where dark things sleep
[00:50.73]In hollow halls beneath the fells
[00:51.36]For ancient king and elvish lord
[00:54.69]There many a gleaming golden hoard
[00:55.98]They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
[01:25.95]To hide in gems on hilt of sward
[02:03.99]On silver necklaces they strung
[02:05.79]The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
[02:10.95]The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
[02:12.81]They meshed the light of moon and sun
[02:19.32]Far over the misty mountains cold
[02:21.42]To dungeouns deep and caverns old
[02:23.52]We must away, ere break of day
[02:24.15]To claim our long-forgotten gold
[02:24.87]Goblets they carved there for themselves
[02:27.99]And harps of gold; where no man delves
[03:52.71]There lay they long, and many a song
[03:53.34]Was sung unheard by men or elves
[04:08.55]The pines were roaring on the height
[04:28.32](The pines were roaring on the height)
[04:31.89]The winds were moaning in the night
[04:56.46]The trees like torches blazed with light
[04:57.33]The bells were ringing in the dale
[04:57.96](The bells were ringing in the dale)
[05:25.83]And men looked up with faces pale
[05:26.52]The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
[05:27.24](The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
[05:27.96]Laid low their towers and houses frail
[05:33.48]The mountain smoked beneath the moon
[05:36.00](The mountain smoked beneath the moon)
[05:36.69]The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
[06:24.66]They fled their hall to dying fall
[06:26.16](They fled their hall to dying fall)
[06:26.79]Beneath his feet, beneath the moon
[06:27.42]Far over the misty mountains grim
[06:43.05]To dungeons deep and caverns dim
[06:47.28]We must away, ere break of day
[06:51.60]To win our harps and gold from him!
[07:11.28]The pines were roaring on the height
[08:38.10](The pines were roaring on the height)
[08:53.82]The winds were moaning in the night
[09:03.66]The trees like torches blazed with light
[09:04.44]The bells were ringing in the dale
[09:05.10](The bells were ringing in the dale)
[09:24.27]And men looked up with faces pale
[09:24.96]The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
[09:35.19](The dragon's ire more fierce than fire)
[09:35.91]Laid low their towers and houses frail
[09:37.62](Originally named "Dwarven Song About Old Wealth" by Tolkien)
Under the Mountain dark and tall
The King has come unto his hall!
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread,
And ever so his foes shall fall.
The arrow swift...
Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
For ever blest, since here did lie
And here with lissom limbs did run
Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun.
Lúthi...
Gil-Galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing:
The last whose realm was fair and free
Between the Mountains and the Sea.
His sword was lo...
Beneath the Moon and under star
He wandered far from northern strands,
Bewildered on enchanted ways
Beyond the days of mortal lands.
From gnashing of ...
A Drinking Song
Oh ho ho!
To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and
Drown my woe!
Rain may fall and
Wind may blow,
And many miles be still to go,
But un...
Oh ho ho!
To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and
Drown my woe!
Rain may fall and
Wind may blow,
And many miles be still to go,
But under a tall tree ...
Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
Far over wood and mountain tall.
To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In g...
The King beneath the mountains,
The King of carven stone,
The lord of silver fountains
Shall come into his own!
The woods shall wave on mountains
And ...