To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere bre'ak of day,
To find our long forgotten gold.
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 blazed with light."
Wil je ook op de lijst? Meld dit dan even :] Naamsveranderingen graag doorgeven.
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Even as we grieved, we grew; even as we hurt, we hoped; even as we tired, we tried