The world was young, the mountains green
No stain yet on the moon was seen
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone
The world was fair, the mountains tall
In elder days before the fall
The western seas have passed
The world was fair in Durin's day
A king he was on carven throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor
And runes of power upon the door
The world was fair, the mountains tall
In elder days before the fall
The western seas have passed
The world was fair in Durin's day
The world is grey, the mountains old
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
But still the sunken star appears
In dark and windless Mirrormere
There lies his crown in water deep
Till Durin wakes again from sleep
No stain yet on the moon was seen
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone
The world was fair, the mountains tall
In elder days before the fall
The western seas have passed
The world was fair in Durin's day
A king he was on carven throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor
And runes of power upon the door
The world was fair, the mountains tall
In elder days before the fall
The western seas have passed
The world was fair in Durin's day
The world is grey, the mountains old
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
But still the sunken star appears
In dark and windless Mirrormere
There lies his crown in water deep
Till Durin wakes again from sleep
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