Misty Mountains - The Dwarves Song (From the Hobbit)

Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old The pines were roaring on the height, (The pines were roaring on the height) The winds were moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread; (The fire was red, it flaming spread) The trees like torches blazed with light. Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old 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. 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. Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns older We must away, ere break of day, To claim our long-forgotten gold.