Текст песни Howard Shore - Far Over The Misty Mountain Cold

Far, for myglish brands ice
Deep into the ancient mountains, in the underground arch,
Lies our way
I dug up
Search in the mountains to Child Sign.

The life of the gnomes was
Under the hammers of the bell
In the rain gorges,
Where the carrot slept
In the caves where the water flowed.

There are gnomes, hammer knocking,
Killed the blade of the beam
Leaving the trail
Light flowed
In the carved handle of the sword.

Easy to thread twisted strings
Nizali stars from the embroidered,
Plill Heathro
And in silver
They welt the bright light of the moon.

Far, for myglish brands ice
Deep into the ancient mountains, in the underground arch,
Lies our way
I dug up
Return to the Children's entrance.

There Cups were forged forever,
The cause of the harp heard only the snow.
How dwarves together
All sang songs
I did not know elf or a person.

Pine moaning at height
And the wind fell out in the dark.
Fire was al,
Fire burned
Stems burned in emptiness.

Below in the valley Bil Nabat,
The scared was old, and young
Dragonge Gnev
Fire Alev,
Houses and towersmen smoked in a row.

Mountain smoked under the moon,
The slope was delayed by a veil,
Fight people
Broke the arch
Not the gnomes under the country.

Far be for mallous springs smoke
On that ridge, in darkness under it,
Lies our way
I dug up
On the fight with the Dragon Gold.