geraltciri:›› Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere
geraltciri: ›› Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere break of day, To claim our long-forgotten gold. The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were moaning in the night. The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like torches blazed with light. -- source link