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brobdingnagian bards - weathertop كلمات الأغنية

we escape along the great road
strider, my friends and i, frodo
the black riders follow, just five of their lot
if only we’ll meet gandalf on weathertop

through midgewater marshes and treacherous bogs
and neckerbreekers squeaking through the cold, gloomy fog
off in the distance, our eyes are caught
by leaps of lightening on weathertop

many days on the road have left us thin
but to joke we look like wraiths seems far too grim
we turn towards amon sul now long crumbled with rot
where the watchtower was burned on old weathertop

we climb up the hill with hope of finding gandalf
but tracks in the dust tell us he was off
down the great road, our hearts are distraught
five black riders race towards old weathertop

“we’ve a fortnight to go to reach rivendell”
says strider, “there’s nowhere safe between here and there
so sit your backs to the fire on guard for the plot
for a battle begins tonight on weathertop”

then over the dell, i see a shadow rise
three, then five dark figures, wraiths in moonlight
terror ensnares us, sam speeds to my side
i hear the ring calling me to hide
i reach in my pocket and grip it tight
my mind goes blind to warnings, ah, but to hide
i slip the ring on, unleashing my h_ll
as the pale king’s knife stabs me and i’m quelled

in the morning, i wake whispering, “oh, where’s the pale king?”
to my companions joy i live and still clutch the ring
my body is weak, but our journey unstopped
as we make our escape from old weathertop

- brobdingnagian bards

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