Misty Mountains

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted 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,



Credits
Writer(s): Frances Rosemary Walsh, David Geoffrey Donaldson, Janet Roddick, Stephen Gerard Roche, David Orien Long, Philippa Jane Boyens
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