Far Over The Misty Mountains Cold (Ostatní)

Em D Bm Em Far over the misty mountain cold D Bm Em To dungeons deep and caverns old G D Bm We must away ere break of day Em D Em To seek the pale enchanted gold. Em D Bm Em The dwarves of yore made mi--ghty spells, D Bm Em While Hammers fell like ringing bells G D Bm In places deep, where dark things sleep, Em D Em In hallow halls beneath the fells. Em D Bm Em For ancient king and el-vish lord D Bm Em There many a gleaming golden hoard G D Bm They shaped the wrought, and light they caught Em D Em To hide in gems on hilt of sword Em D Bm Em On silver necklaces th-ey strung D Bm Em The flowering stars, on crowns they hung G D Bm The dragon-fire, in twisted wire Em D Em They meshed the light of moon and sun. Em D Bm Em Far over the misty mountains cold D Bm Em To dungeons deep and caverns old G D Bm We must away, ere break of day, Em D Em To claim our long-Forgotten gold. Em D Bm Em Goblets they carved there for themselves D Bm Em And harps of gold; where no man delves G D Bm There lay a long, and many a song Em D Em Was sung unheard by men or elves. Em D Bm Em They pines were roaring on the height, D Bm Em The winds were moaning in the night. G D Bm The fire was red, in flaming spread; Em D Em The trees like torches blazed with light. Em D Bm Em The bells were ringing in the dale D Bm Em And men looked up with faces pale; G D Bm The dragon's ire more fierce then fire Em D Em Laid low there towers and houses frail. Em D Bm Em The mountains smoked beneath the moon; D Bm Em The dwarves, the heard the tramp of doom. G D Bm They fled there hall to dying fall Em D Em Beneath his feet, beneath the moon. Em D Bm Em Far over the misty mountains grim D Bm Em To dungeons deep and caverns dim G D Bm We must away, Ere break of day, Em D Em To win our harps and gold from him!