歌詞

Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day To claim 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. Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day To claim 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.
Writer(s): Shyre Hemang Thakkar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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