كلمات Mirkwood

There is a smell upon the air Sweet as the honey in my lair Forest of trees, I come to thee I claim to be the first to see There are spiders in their webs Who seek riders and its flesh Bridge, destiny, river, misery Guests don't come to elven's dome And do not steal from Thranduil Halls are prisons, pass of seasons And we all sleep held on the forest In the depths of the Mirkwood Elves dance on the night A shadow over Dol Guldur It's hidden from the light Down on the forest Lost in the trees Rhovanion I've heard them call it Within the mountains where we split This mystical land, a darkened brand We shall stay, no words to say The waters and a long-gone blizzard Radagast, the brown wizard Spirits he shapes, beasts he tames Not that far I see a star It's Erebor in my thoughts But I stood in Mirkood And we all sleep held on the forest In the depths of the Mirkwood Elves dance on the night A shadow over Dol Guldur It's hidden from the light Down on the forest Lost in the trees Something here imprisons me in every way In every tree or in every green leaf Doomed A temptation for leaving it could be Into the barrels and flowing through water To freedom