Mine Mine Mine!

Up at dawn, working 'til the night All the day, we're on the path Heading for the mine Tunnels send the iron scraps steady to our home Heavy furrows on the icy stone Now the Dwarves in rows Working in the mountain Strong and restless, from afar the echo of the anvil Forges glow with fire red against the walls Consuming the black gloaming of the mine (la-la-la-la-la) Make them glow (la-la-la-la-la) Make them burn Mining, carrying, forging, crafting smelting of the ores It's the duty of a dwarf Every day the dwarves arise, the dwarves arise Heading for the mountain mine, the mountain mine No more time to waste, we are on the way When a mountain full of gold awaits And we mine, mine, mine 'Til the morning light Digging, crafting, carrying up the ores Smelting at the forge Nothing shall prevail o'er the gold 'Til the king and all the dwarves have come back home Through the night, working 'til the dawn Pickaxe ready, tight the ranks beating on the walls Building up a dwarven realm that will never kneel Against the rock the sparking of the steel (la-la-la-la-la) Make them glow (la-la-la-la-la) Make them burn Mining, carrying, forging, crafting smelting of the ores It's the duty of a dwarf Every day the dwarves arise, the dwarves arise Heading for the mountain mine, the mountain mine No more time to waste, we are on the way When a mountain full of gold awaits And we mine, mine, mine 'Til the morning light Digging, crafting, carrying up the ores Smelting at the forge Nothing shall prevail o'er the gold 'Til the king and all the dwarves have come back home No more time to waste We are on the way Treasures concealed Are the ones we crave Brother, answer to our call We rush for gold We'll arise (rise!) And we'll mine (mine!) To the heart of the world Every day the dwarves arise, the dwarves arise Heading for the mountain mine, the mountain mine No more time to waste, we are on the way When a mountain full of gold awaits And we mine, mine, mine! 'Til the morning light Digging, crafting, carrying up the ores Smelting at the forge Nothing shall prevail o'er the gold 'Til the king and all the dwarves have come back home