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The hobbit kitabında cücelerin söylediği destansı bir şarkı.
filimde şarkının ufak bir kısmını howard shore aranje etmiştir.
kitapta ise tamamı şu şekildedir:
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gloaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
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,
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying -fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!
edit : kitaba en yakın aranje ise http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ME5urFBf0kk bu gibi durmaktadır.
filimde şarkının ufak bir kısmını howard shore aranje etmiştir.
kitapta ise tamamı şu şekildedir:
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gloaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
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,
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying -fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!
edit : kitaba en yakın aranje ise http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ME5urFBf0kk bu gibi durmaktadır.
türkçe dublaj hobbit ile tamamen büyüsü giden ama alt yazılı film ile hikayeye sizi baştan çeken destansı cüce türküsü.
richard armitage*'ın seslendirdiği, geri vokâlleri filmdeki cücelerin yaptığı filmin 1 dakika 35 saniyelik winrar'la sıkıştırılmışı. büyüleyici dwarven ballad.
ballad zor iş. yetenek, çok iyi bir repertuara sahip olmak önemli ama mevzu hakikaten bunlardan ibaret değil.'Misty Mountains' gördüğüm dinlediğim duyduğum en iyi ost. ders niteliğinde ve filmin belkide tek yan etkisi.
hobbit filmindeki en güzel ikinci şey. birincisi ise (bkz: gandalf vs sauron) kapışması.
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away ere break of day
to seek the pale enchanted gold.
the dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells
in places deep, where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.
for ancient king and elvish lord
there many a gloaming golden hoard
they shaped and wrought, and light they caught
to hide in gems on hilt of sword.
on silver necklaces they strung
the flowering stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon-fire, in twisted wire
they meshed the light of moon and sun.
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away, ere break of day,
to claim our long-forgotten gold.
goblets they carved there for themselves
and harps of gold; where no man delves
there lay they long, and many a song
was sung unheard by men or elves.
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,
the bells were ringing in the dale
and men looked up with faces pale;
the dragon's ire more fierce than fire
laid low their towers and houses frail.
the mountain smoked beneath the moon;
the dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
they fled their hall to dying -fall
beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
far over the misty mountains grim
to dungeons deep and caverns dim
we must away, ere break of day,
to win our harps and gold from him!
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away ere break of day
to seek the pale enchanted gold.
the dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells
in places deep, where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.
for ancient king and elvish lord
there many a gloaming golden hoard
they shaped and wrought, and light they caught
to hide in gems on hilt of sword.
on silver necklaces they strung
the flowering stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon-fire, in twisted wire
they meshed the light of moon and sun.
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away, ere break of day,
to claim our long-forgotten gold.
goblets they carved there for themselves
and harps of gold; where no man delves
there lay they long, and many a song
was sung unheard by men or elves.
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,
the bells were ringing in the dale
and men looked up with faces pale;
the dragon's ire more fierce than fire
laid low their towers and houses frail.
the mountain smoked beneath the moon;
the dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
they fled their hall to dying -fall
beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
far over the misty mountains grim
to dungeons deep and caverns dim
we must away, ere break of day,
to win our harps and gold from him!
neden bilmiyorum, belki anlattıkları, belki tok erkek sesleri nedeniyle; insana garip bir huzur veriyor. bazen bir saatlik versiyonunu açıyorum.
sadece şu şiir dahi ki hobbit ile şarkıya çevrilmiştir. tolkein'e hayran olmaya yeter. sadece şu şiir rowling'in yaptığı çocuk masalının yüzlerce kat fazlası.
bu harry potter'cılara üzülüyorum. kitabı okumadan harry potter'cılar çünkü. zerre derinlik yok.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEm0AjTbsac
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away ere break of day
to seek the pale enchanted gold.
the dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells
in places deep, where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.
for ancient king and elvish lord
there many a gloaming golden hoard
they shaped and wrought, and light they caught
to hide in gems on hilt of sword.
on silver necklaces they strung
the flowering stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon-fire, in twisted wire
they meshed the light of moon and sun.
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away, ere break of day,
to claim our long-forgotten gold.
goblets they carved there for themselves
and harps of gold; where no man delves
there lay they long, and many a song
was sung unheard by men or elves.
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,
the bells were ringing in the dale
and men looked up with faces pale;
the dragon's ire more fierce than fire
laid low their towers and houses frail.
the mountain smoked beneath the moon;
the dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
they fled their hall to dying -fall
beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
far over the misty mountains grim
to dungeons deep and caverns dim
we must away, ere break of day,
to win our harps and gold from him!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8ymgFyzbDo
bu harry potter'cılara üzülüyorum. kitabı okumadan harry potter'cılar çünkü. zerre derinlik yok.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEm0AjTbsac
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away ere break of day
to seek the pale enchanted gold.
the dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells
in places deep, where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.
for ancient king and elvish lord
there many a gloaming golden hoard
they shaped and wrought, and light they caught
to hide in gems on hilt of sword.
on silver necklaces they strung
the flowering stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon-fire, in twisted wire
they meshed the light of moon and sun.
far over the misty mountains cold
to dungeons deep and caverns old
we must away, ere break of day,
to claim our long-forgotten gold.
goblets they carved there for themselves
and harps of gold; where no man delves
there lay they long, and many a song
was sung unheard by men or elves.
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,
the bells were ringing in the dale
and men looked up with faces pale;
the dragon's ire more fierce than fire
laid low their towers and houses frail.
the mountain smoked beneath the moon;
the dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
they fled their hall to dying -fall
beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
far over the misty mountains grim
to dungeons deep and caverns dim
we must away, ere break of day,
to win our harps and gold from him!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8ymgFyzbDo
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