🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In Hollow Halls Beneath The Fells - Summoning

  over the misty mountains cold
 To dungeons deep and  old
 We must away ere break of 
 To seek the pale enchanted 
 
 The pines were  on the height
 The winds were moaning in the 
 The fire was read,  flaming spread
 The trees  torches blazed with light
 
 The dwarves of yore  mighty spells
 While hammers fell  ringing bells
 In places deep where  things sleep
 In hollow halls beneath the 
 
 For ancient kind and  lord
 There many a gleaming golden 
 They shaped and wrought, and  they caught
  hide in gems on hilt of sword