Ca sĩ: Howard Shore Album: The Hobbit An Unexpected Journey

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Far over the misty mountains cold, to dungeons deep and caverns old, we marched away, at break of day, to find our long forgotten 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."

They are singing about their home that was set ablaze as the night began to fade. Their city's keep of gold was ever lost to a lone dragon's hold