[00:21.300]Far over the misty mountains cold[00:30.400]To dungeons deep and caverns old[00:40.300]We must away , ere break of day[00:49.800]To find our long forgotten gold[00:59.400]The pines were roaring on the height[01:08.600]The winds were moaning in the night[01:18.300]The fire was red , it flaming spread[01:28.400]The trees like torches blazed with light[01:38.300]The wind was on the withered heath[01:47.800]But in the forest stirred no leaf[01:57.400]There shadows lay be night or day[02:06.400]And dark things silent crept beneath[02:17.300]Ah...[02:51.400]The wind went on from west to east[03:01.300]All movement in the forest ceased[03:10.400]But shrill and harsh across the marsh[03:19.300]It's whistling voices were released[03:30.300]Farewell we call to hearth and hall[03:40.200]Though wind may blow and rain may fall[03:49.800]We must await ere break of day[03:58.400]Far over wood and mountain tall