Paroles de Silvertine

High on the mountains highest ridge Where oft the stormy winter gale Cuts like a scythe, while through the clouds It sweeps from vale to vale Not five yards from the mountain path Silvertine you on the left espy And to the left, three yards beyond You see a little muddy pound I looked around, I thought I saw A jutting crag and off I ran Head-foremost through the driving rain The shelter of the crag to gain And, as I am a man Instead a jutting crag I found Durin's tower Up from the ground And, as I am a man Instead a jutting crag I found Durin's tower Up from the ground High on the mountains highest ridge Where oft the stormy winter gale Cuts like a scythe, while through the clouds It sweeps from vale to vale Not five yards from the mountain path Silvertine you on the left espy And to the left, three yards beyond You see a little muddy pound And, as I am a man Instead a jutting crag I found Durin's tower Up from the ground I looked around, I thought I saw A jutting crag and off I ran Head-foremost through the driving rain The shelter of the crag to gain I looked around, I thought I saw A jutting crag and off I ran Head-foremost through the driving rain The shelter of the crag to gain And, as I am a man Instead a jutting crag I found Durin's tower Up from the ground