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Far over the Misty Mountains Cold.
To dungeons deep, and caverns old.

We must 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 were red, it flame spread.
The trees like torches blazed with light.

Everything was beautiful… But maybe it happen very soon and so quick… It doesn’t matter anymore, because we’re are gonna take diferent ways. I realy hope you to be with me, but I can’t force you. You are gonna be my beautiful skinny girl forever… u_u.