The Hobbit - Far over the misty Mountains cold - endless

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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 Heights,
The Winds were Moaning in the Night,
The Fire was Red, it Flaming Spread,
The Trees Like Torches Blazed with Light.

The wind was on the withered heath,
But in the forest stirred no leaf:
Their shadows lay be night or day,
And dark things silent crept beneath.

(Aaaahh aaahh...)

The wind went on from West to East;
All movement in the forest ceased,
But shrill and harsh across the marsh
Its whistling voices were released.

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
We must away ere break of day
Far over wood and mountain tall.