Neil Finn - Song of the Lonely Mountain - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

(From my grandfather to my father, this, has come to me, they dreamt of the day when the dwarves of Erebor would reclaim their homeland. There is no choice Balin, not for me)

Far over the Misty Mountains rise

Leave us standing upon the heights

What was before, we see once more

Our kingdom a distant light

Fiery mountain beneath the moon

The words unspoken, we'll be there soon

For home a song that echoes on

And all who find us will know the tune

Some folk we never forget

Some kind we never forgive

Haven't seen the back of us yet

We'll fight as long as we live

All eyes on the hidden door

To the Lonely Mountain borne

We'll ride in the gathering storm

Until we get our long-forgotten gold

We lay under the Misty Mountains cold

In slumbers deep and dreams of gold

We must awake, our lives to make

And in the darkness a torch we hold

From long ago when lanterns burned

Till this day our hearts have yearned

Her fate unknown, the Arkenstone

What was stolen must be returned

We must awake and make the day

To find a song for heart and soul

Some folk we never forget

Some kind we never forgive

Haven't seen the end of it yet

We'll fight as long as we live

All eyes on the hidden door

To the Lonely Mountain borne

We'll ride in the gathering storm

Until we get our long-forgotten gold

Far away from Misty Mountains cold.