Line of Durin - Bane's End - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Below cold stone cavern walls

In ancient ruins of dwarven halls

Still there burns an evil flame

The scorching malice of Durin's Bane

Now the mountain pass has failed

Caradhras breathes his frozen gale

Through the pitch-dark pits of fear

Glows the staff of Mithrandir

“I chose the right way... ct last we are coming to the habitable parts, and I guess that we are not far now from the eastern side. But we are high up, a good deal higher than the Dimrill gate, unless I am mistaken. From the feeling of the air we must be in a wide hall. I will now risk a little real light.” - Gandalf, The Fellowship of the Ring p.307 (J.R.R. Tolkien)

Mighty pillars hewn of stone

Black and polished like glass for an age plundered by foes

In the great realm of the Dwarrowdelf

The foundation of their wealth, Moria silver. No dwarven Tale shall tell

Of the delving deep with greed

Unleashing that which now this company must flee

Chamber of Mazarbul revealed to be Balin's tomb

Only chance of freedom to make for the bridge of Khazad-Dum

“Do as I say! Swords are no more use here! ...I have done all that I could. I have met my match and have nearly been destroyed. But don't stand there, go on! You have to do without light for a while. I am rather shaken, go on!” - p.317-318

“Over the bridge! ...Fly! This is a foe beyond any of you. I must hold the narrow way. Fly!” p.321

Stone planks fall and flames they part

The coming of the Balrog

Blazing blade, a fiery mane and whip of

Many thongs!

“You cannot pass!” p.322

“Fly you fools!” p.322

“Long I fell, and he fell with me. His fire was about me. I was burned. Then we plunged into the deep water, and all was dark... We fought far under the living earth, where time is not counted. Ever he clutched at me, and ever I hewed him, till at last he fled into dark tunnels... Th

Us he brought me back at last to the secret ways of Khazad-Dûm... Ever up now we went, until we came to the endless stair...

From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak it climbed... There upon Celebdil was a lonely window in the snow, and before it lay a narrow space, a dizzy eyrie above the mists of the world... Out he sprang, and even as I came behind, he burst into new flame... c great smoke rose about us, vapour and steam. I threw down my enemy, and he fell from the high place and broke the mountainside where he smote it in his ruin.” - The Two Towers p.134-135 (J.R.R. Tolkien)