The king beneath the mountains 
The king of carven stone 
The lord of silver fountains 
 [bad word] into his own! 

His crown shall be upholden 
His harp shall be [bad word] 
His halls shall echo golden 
To songs of yore resung 

The woods shall wave on mountains 
And grass beneath the sun 
His wealth shall flow in fountains 
And rivers [bad word] 

The streams [bad word] in gladness 
The lakes shall shine and burn 
All sorrow fail and sadness 
At mountains king’s return