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[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 sword [Verse 3] Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep, and caverns old We must away ere break of day To see the pale, enchanted gold