Misty Mountains Cold

In honor of the Hobbit movies coming out soon (yay!), here's a song from the book that was also partly featured in the animated Rankin/Bass version.

Far over the misty mountains cold,

To dungeons deep and caverns old

We must away ere the break of day,

To seek the pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,

While hammers fell like ringing bells

In places deep, where dark things sleep,

In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient kings and elvish lord

There many a gleaming golden hoard

They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,

To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung

The flowering stars, on crowns they hung

The dragon-fire, in twisted wire

They meshed the light and moon and sun.

For over the misty mountains cold

To dungeons 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 lay long, and many a song

Was sung unheard by man or elves.

The pines were roaring on the height,

The winds were moaning in the night.

The fire was red, it flaming spread;

Laid low like torches blazed with light.

The bells were ringing in the dale,

And men looked up with faces pale,

Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire

Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountains smoked beneath the moon;

The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.

They fled their hall to dying fall

Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

For over misty mountains grim

To dungeons deep and caverns dim

We must away ere break of day,

To win our harps and gold from him!