Undimmed by cloud or shade of night There shone for ever fair and bright
The world is grey the mountains old
The forge's fire is ashen-cold
No harp is wrung no hammer falls
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
The shadow lies upon his tomb
In Moria in Khazad-dûm
But still the sunken stars appear In dark and windless Mirrormere
There lies his crown in water deep
Till Durin wakes again from sleep
[00:01.29] [00:09.33]A king he was on carven throne [00:15.67] [00:16.53]In many-pillared halls of stone [00:23.34] [00:24.41]With golden roof and silver floor [00:31.14] [00:31.98]And runes of power upon the door [00:38.57] [00:39.60]The light of sun and star and moon [00:45.99] [00:47.11]In shining lamps of crystal hewn [00:54.09] [00:54.79]Undimmed by cloud or shade of night [01:02.04]There shone for ever fair and bright [01:10.38] [01:12.42]The world is grey the mountains old [01:18.48] [01:19.39]The forge's fire is ashen-cold [01:26.10] [01:27.16]No harp is wrung no hammer falls [01:33.87] [01:34.49]The darkness dwells in Durin's halls [01:41.65] [01:42.40]The shadow lies upon his tomb [01:48.71] [01:49.89]In Moria in Khazad-dûm [01:57.39] [01:58.34]But still the sunken stars appear [02:05.55]In dark and windless Mirrormere [02:13.64] [02:14.72]There lies his crown in water deep [02:21.67] [02:22.55]Till Durin wakes again from sleep
