Misty Mountains

Peter Hollens, Tim Foust2016年3月18日

Misty Mountains (霧山) - Peter Hollens/Tim Foust

Written by:Howard Shore

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


The wind was on the withered heath


But in the forest stirred no leaf


There shadows lay be night or day


And dark things silent crept beneath


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 o'er the wood and mountain tall