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

 Far over the  mountains cold
  dungeons deep and carvens old
 We must away ere  of day
 To seek the pale  gold
 
 The pines were roaring on the 
 The  were moaning in the night
 The fire was  it flaming spread
 The trees like  blazed with light
 
 The dwarves of  made mighty spells
 While hammers fell like  bells
  places deep where dark things sleep
 In hollow  beneath the fells
 
 For ancient kind and  lord
 There many a  golden hord
  shaped and wrought, and light they caught
 To hide in gems  hilt of sword