[3:49 - 4:06]

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can.

[06:23] Nêbâ
[06:25] bîtham
[06:27] Magâ
[06:29] nanê

[07:14] I
[07:17] tu
[07:19] o,
[07:22] I
[07:24] ma
[07:27] cil
[07:29] Nai
[07:31] lel
[07:34] yat
[07:37] tú
[07:39] ren
[07:41] na

[8:29 - 8:52]

Hey ho! To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe
Rain may fall and wind may blow
But there still be
Many miles to go
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain
And the stream that falls
From hill to plain
Better than rain or rippling brook
Is a mug of beer inside this Took