The King Beneath the Mountains

The King Beneath the Mountains,

The King of Carven Stone,

The Lord of Silver Fountains

Shall Come Into His Own!

His crown shall be upholden,

His harp shall be restrung,

His halls should echo golden

To songs of yore re-sung, 

The woods shall wave on mountains

And grass beneath the sun;

His wealth shall flow in fountains

And the rivers golden run, 

The streams shall run in gladness,

The lakes shall shine and burn,

All sorrow fail and sadness

At the Mountain-king's return!

Lyrics to song "The King Beneath the Mountains" from The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien, caps by screencapped.net with my edits, image by Richard Armitage France, YouTube