🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Our Foes Shall Fall - Summoning

  sword is sharp, the spear is long
 The arrow swift,  gate is strong
 The heart is  that looks on gold
 The dwarves  more shall suffer wrong
 
 The mountain  once more is freed
 O! Wandering fold, the  heed
 Come haste! Come haste! Across the 
 The king of friend  kin has need.
 
 Now call we over mountains 
  back unto the caverns old
 Here at the gates  king awaits
 His hands are rich with gems  gold
 
 The king is come  his hall
 Under the mountain  and tall
 The worm of dread is slain and 
 And ever so  foes shall fall