Paroles de Khazad-Dum

From ashes and fire be broken A light from the shadows shall spring Renewed shall be blade that was broken The crownless shall again be king The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Durin's halls The shadow lies upon his tomb But still the sunken stars appear In the dark and windless mirrormere There lies his crown in waterdeep 'Til Durin wakes again from sleep A deadly sword, a healing hand A trumpet voice, a burning hand A lord of wisdom Fire and shadow, both defied In Khazad-dûm his wisdom died In joy thou hast lived In joy thou hast lived If thou hearest the cry Of the gull on the shore Thy soul shall then rest In the forest no more Fire and shadow both defied In Khazad-dûm his wisdom died In joy thou hast lived In joy thou hast lived If thou hearest the cry Of the gull on the shore Thy soul shall then rest In the forest no more From ashes and fire be broken A light from the shadows shall spring Renewed shall be blade that was broken The crownless shall again be king The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashes cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Durin's halls The shadow lies upon his tomb But still the sunken stars appear In the dark and windless mirrormere There lies his crown in waterdeep 'Til Durin wakes again from sleep A deadly sword, a healing hand A trumpet voice, a burning hand A lord of wisdom Fire and shadow, both defied In Khazad-dûm his wisdom died In joy thou hast lived In joy thou hast lived If thou hearest the cry Of the gull on the shore Thy soul shall then rest In the forest no more Fire and shadow both defied In Khazad-dûm his wisdom died In joy thou hast lived In joy thou hast lived If thou hearest the cry Of the gull on the shore Thy soul shall then rest In the forest no more