Misty Mountains (cold)

	  		
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Far over the misty mountains cold. 
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To dungeons deep, and caverns old. 
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The pines were roaring on the height. 
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The winds were moaning in the night. 
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The fire was red, it flaming spread. 
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The trees like torches blazed with light.