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A Canção Dos Anões

Tom: C

Introdução:

Am                                                                      C                      Am  
In addition to the misty mountains,and cold,
                                        Dm                         Am  
Entering caves, dungeons nailed,
Dm                                                                      Am  
We leave before the sun rises,
G                                                                                    Am  
In search of the pale enchanted gold.
Am                                              C                            Am  
Operated charms dwarves of yore,
                                                                  Dm                         Am  
At the sound of hammer which bell to ring
Dm                                                                                 Am  
In deep sleep where the uncertainty,
G                                                                                                 Am  
In empty caves in the cliffs of the sea.
Am                                    C                            Am  
For the old king and his elf lord
                                  Dm                         Am  
Created named grand treasures 
Dm                                                                         Am  
The rocks shaped, light captured
G                                                                                                      Am  
Holding it in the bud the hilt of the sword.
Am                                              C                            Am  
On silver necklaces they joined
                             Dm                         Am  
Star flower, made crowns
Dm                                                                 Am  
Fire-dragon and the same cord
G                                                                 Am  
They blew the sun and moon.
Am                                                                      C                            Am  
In addition to the misty mountains, cold,
                             Dm                         Am  
Entering caves, dungeons lost
Dm                                                                      Am  
We leave before the sun rises
G                                                                                 Am  
Seeking a long-forgotten treasures.
Am                              C                            Am  
To use bowls were carved
                                          Dm                         Am  
And harps of gold. Where no one lives
Dm                                                                      Am  
forgot lost and their songs
G                                                                                    Am  
For men and elves were not heard.
Am                                 C                            Am  
Rang on the mountain pine,
                Dm                         Am  
The winds howled at night blues
Dm                                                                      Am  
The fire burned red portable,
G                                                                            Am  
Trees in s-torch beams of light.
Am                                                                 C                            Am  
They rang the bells raining in the valley
                     Dm                         Am  
Rose pale anxious faces 
Dm                                                                    Am  
Angry dragon fierce protesting
G                                                                                            Am  
Flattening homes and beautiful towers.
Am                                                         C                            Am  
In light of the moon mountains smoke 
                                     Dm                         Am  
The dwarves heard the final march.
Dm                                                                                            Am  
They fled the shelter finding the enemy
G                                                                                                      Am  
And death beneath his feet in the moonlight.
Am                                                            C                            Am  
In addition to the misty mountains, cold,
                             Dm                         Am  
Entering caves, dungeons lost
Dm                                                                      Am  
We leave before the sun rises,
G                                                                                      Am  
Seeking a long-forgotten treasures