X: 1
T: Song of Durin's Awakening v2.2 [cowbell] (4:00)
C: The Lonely Mountain Band http://www.minstrelsongs.com
Z: Astleigh Mondegreen http://my.lotro.com/astleigh
L: 1/8
Q: 130
K: D#minor

% ----- intro

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z6 z6 z6 z6					% The

% ----- verse

z6						% world was young the
z6						% mountains green, No
z6						% stain yet on the
z6						% moon was seen, No
z6						% words were laid on
z6						% stream or stone, When
z6						% Durin woke and
z6						% walked
z6						% alone.
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z6						% He
z6						% named the nameless
z6						% hills and dells, He
z6						% drank from yet un-
z6						% tasted wells, He
z6						% stooped and looked in
z6						% Mirrormere, and
z6						% saw a crown of
z6						% stars appear, As
z6						% gems upon a
z6						% silver thread a-
z6						% bove the shadow
z6						% of his
z6						% head.
z6
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z6						% The
z6						% world was fair, the
z6						% mountains tall, In
z6						% Elder Days be-
z6						% fore the fall, Of
z6						% mighty Kings in
z6						% Nargothrond, And
z6						% Gondolin, who
z6						% now beyond, The
z6						% Western Seas have
z6						% passed away, The
z6						% world was fair
z6						% in Durin's
z6						% Day.
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z6						% A
z6						% king he was on
z6						% carven throne, In
z6						% many-pillared
z6						% halls of stone, With
z6						% golden roof and
z6						% silver floor, And
z6						% runes of power u-
z6						% pon the door. The
z6						% light of sun and
z6						% star and moon, In
z6						% shining lamps of
z6						% crystal hewn, Un-
z6						% dimmed by cloud or
z6						% shade of night, There
z6						% shone forever
z6						% fair and
z6						% bright.
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C3 C3
C3 C3						% Ba-

C3						% ruk
C3						% Kha-
C3						% zad!
C3						% Kha-
C3						% zad
C3						% Ai
C3						% Me-
C3						% nu! Ba-

C3						% ruk
C3						% Kha-
C3						% zad!
C3						% Kha-
C3						% zad
C3						% Ai
C3						% Me-
C3						% nu! There

C3 C3						% hammer on the
C3 C3						% anvil smote, there
C3 C3						% chisel clove, and
C3 C3						% graver wrote, There
C3 C3						% forged was blade and
C3 C3						% bound was hilt, The
C3 C3						% delver mined, the
C3 C3						% mason build. There
C3 C3						% beryl, pearl, and
C3 C3						% opal pale, And
C3 C3						% metal wrought like
C3 C3						% fishes' mail,
C3 C3						% Buckler and corslet
C3 C3						% axe and sword, And
C3 C3						% shining spears were
C3 C3						% laid in
C3 C3						% hoard.
C3 C3
C3 C3				
C3 z3						% Un-

z6						% wearied then were
z6						% Durin's folk, Be-
z6						% neath the mountains
z6						% music woke, The
z6						% harpers harped, the
z6						% minstrels sang, And
z6						% at the gates
z6						% the trumpets
z6						% rang.
z6
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z6						% The

z6						% world is grey, the
z6						% mountains old, The
z6						% forge's fire is
z6						% ashen-cold, No
z6						% harp is wrung, no
z6						% hammer falls, The
z6						% darkness dwells in
z6						% Durin's halls, The
z6						% shadow lies u-
z6						% pon his tomb, In
z6						% Moria, in
z6						% Khazad-dûm.
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z6						% But

z6						% still the sunken
z6						% stars appear, In
z6						% dark and windless
z6						% Mirrormere, There
z6						% lies his crown in
z6						% water deep, Till
z6						% Durin wakes a-
z6						% gain from
z6						% sleep.
z6						
z6						% Till Durin
z6						% wakes from
z6						% sleep.
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