The Hobbit - Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold (Extended Cover) - Clamavi De Profundis

We are now on Patreon! iTunes Link: Amazon Link: Google Play: Spotify Link: Help support our channel! Please check out our new merchandise! Get our logo on shirts, mugs, phone cases and more! Twitter Link: ~~We added English and Spanish subtitles in the closed captions for those who want to sing along.~~ We do not own anything related to . Tolkien’s, “The Hobbit“ or Peter Jackson’s films, apart from this particular arrangement and recording. This is a cover of . Tolkien’s “Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold.“ Melody written by David Donaldson, David Long, Steve Roche and Janet Roddick found in Howard Shore’s movie soundtrack. We hope you really enjoy this. It took a while to edit. Just trying to make something entertaining. My brother arranged this piece and we thought it would be neat to sing more of the verses of . Tolkien’s “Misty Mountains“ poem than they did in the movie. It is an amazing story! Three of my brothers and my dad sang. I recorded and mixed it. There are a total of 10 singing tracks. All Video Copyright 2012 New Line Cinema Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM) (as Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Pictures) WingNut Films Also, please no bad language in the want this to be family friendly:) Lyrics: 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 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! Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old...