Lirik dan Notasi Angka “Far Over The Misty Mountains Cold” – The Lord of The Rings

Lirik “Far over the misty mountains cold” (simplified version)

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To find our long forgotten gold

The pines were roaring on the heights
The wind was moaning in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light

The wind was on the withered heath
But in the forest stirred no leaf
There shadows lay (shadows lay)
Be night or day (be night or day)
And dark things silent crept beneath

Farewell we call to hearth and hall
Though wind may blow and rain may fall
We must away (we must away), ere break of day (ere break of day)
Far over wood and mountain tall

We must away
We must away
We ride before the break of day…

YouTube Video by Geoff Castelluci

Notasi Angka by Donald Haromunthe

Lirik “Far over the misty mountains cold” (extended version)

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 dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.

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.

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

The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

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Penyanyi dan para pemusik itu tampil memukau di hadapan raja dan tamu undangan. Suguhan lagu mereka melengkapi jamuan makan dan minuman, omong kosong serta sopan santun sebagaimana layaknya perjamuan manusia. Raja puas. Ia tidak jadi memenggal kepala para seniman itu. Malah, ia menepati janjinya dan membayar mereka dengan upah yang lebih dari sekedar ongkos pulang dan dengan sumringah menemui istri dan anak yang menunggu di rumah. Demikianlah seniman melengkapi gizi rohani bagi para penguasa dan pekerja, yang seharian lelah dengan pekerjaan manusia. Kerap, seniman memang lain dari manusia biasa.

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