[01:03.42]Far over the[01:03.69]Misty Mountains cold[01:10.53]To dungeons[01:10.92]deep and caverns old[01:19.59]We must away[01:23.46]Ere break of day[01:28.50]To find our long forgotten gold[01:31.20]The pines were roaring[01:31.62]on the heights[01:45.72]The wind was moaning[01:47.13]in the night[01:55.20]The fire was red[01:59.52]it flaming spread[02:04.02]The trees like torches[02:07.98]blazed with light