The dragon is withered,
His bones are now [bad word] 
His armour is shivered,
His splendour is humbled!

O! tra-la-la-lally
Here down in the valley!
ha! ha!

Though sword shall [bad word] 
And throne and crown perish
With strength that men [bad word] And wealth that they cherish,

O! tra-la-la-lally
Here down in the valley!
ha! ha!

The stars are far brighter
Than gems without measure,
The moon is far whiter
Than silver in treasure:

And leaves are yet swinging,
And elves are yet [bad word] back to the valley!
ha! ha!

O! Where are you going,
So late in returning?
The river is flowing,
The stars are all burning!

O! Ha-la-la-lally
Here down in the valley!
ha! ha!