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Roads go ever on and on

Through forest silent

And Wilderland alone

We seek the path that leads

To daylight and hope

Back to the hills of home!

Rain and snow and wintry winds

Rage and there is no inn

No shelter from the storm

We seek the path that leads

Where May flowers spring

Back to the hills of home!

Eyes that fire and sword have seen

And horror in the halls of stone

Look at last on meadows green

And trees and hills they long have known!

Roads go ever on and on

Far over mountains tall

Lost on the darkest road

We seek the path that leads

Where merry songs resound

Back to the hills of home!

There is sadness in our eyes

Our hearts belong to none

This distant land we walk

We seek the path that leads

Where dances my love

Back to the hills of home!

Eyes that fire and sword have seen

And horror in the halls of stone

Look at last on meadows green

And trees and hills they long have known!