MattMatthew:
A dalszöveg ez:
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
...
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches biased with light...
A könyvben az "An Unexpected Party" c. fejezetben éneklik a törpök, vagyis ugyanott, mint a filmen.
Lacho calad! Drego morn!
