Far over
`````B```````````The Misty Mountains cold, 
`````````````To dungeons deep
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And caverns old,

```````````````
The pines were roaring
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On the heights,
``````````````
The wind was moaning
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In the night,
``````````The fire was red,
``E````````
It flaming spread,
 
````````````The trees like torches 
Dm````E```Blazed with light.

The bells were ringing 
in the dale 
And men looked up with 
faces pale; 
The dragon's ire more 
fierce than fire 
Laid low their towers 
and houses frail

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Мы придем
Сквозь мглистых гор хребет
В пещерах там
Не брезжит свет

Ветра стонали
В мраке ночном 
Шептали ветви 
Все о своем

Багровый всплеск
Нам нес конец
Заполыхало
Все огнем