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As the new dawn slowly arises

a beauteous grand presence

birds sing their hungry praises

echoing in the sky and warming sun

the day of work and curt rumors

and forging of legendary steel

tales of the battles lost and won

and the glory of heroes real

the mighty Elven realm of Gondolin

embraced by the stout mountains

caressed by the loving breeze

blessed by the deep forests

the mists of the lush valleys

blanket the somberlain graves

shroud the villages at rest

and carry the whispers unease

a mighty kingdom standing tall

one with the land and fauna

calm murmers within the hall

the dancing beyond by the flora

the hearths begin to flame and warm

as the light fades away beyond

mountainous peaks the guardians

ever-watchful against the harm

the mists bed to the forest floor

and in the cradle of the valley

the archers stand their guard

and the king writes his orders

the whispers among the mountains

visage of blood in the fountains

a coming war of the ages spoken

a trembling of cracking stones

the whispers among the mountains