Mountain King

 

The King beneath the mountains,

The King of carven stone,

The lord of silver fountains

Shall come into his own!

 

His crown shall be upholden,

His harp shall be restrung,

His halls shall echo golden

To songs of yore re-sung.

 

The woods shall wave on mountains

And grass beneath the sun;

His wealth shall flow in fountains

And the rivers golden run.

 

The streams shall run in gladness,

The lakes shall shine and burn,

All sorrow fail and sadness

At the Mountain-king's return!

 

~As sung by the Dwarves (The Hobbit - Ch. 10 "A Warm Welcome")

 

 

The lord of the silver fountains

The King of carven stone,

The King beneath the mountain,

Shall come into his own!

 

And the bells shall ring in gladness,

At the Mountain-king's return!

But all shall fail in sadness

And the lake will shine and burn.

 

~As recited by Bard (The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug - Scene 25: The Prophecy)

 

 

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