🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In Hollow Halls Beneath The Fells - Summoning

  over the misty mountains cold
  dungeons deep and carvens old
 We  away ere break of day
  seek the pale enchanted gold
 
 The  were roaring on the height
 The winds were moaning in the 
 The fire was read, it  spread
 The trees like torches  with light
 
  dwarves of yore made mighty spells
 While hammers  like ringing bells
 In  deep where dark things sleep
 In hollow halls beneath the 
 
  ancient kind and elvish lord
  many a gleaming golden hord
 They shaped and  and light they caught
 To hide in gems on hilt  sword