Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
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.
Song in Hobbit еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 4