Letra de Caradhras
When winter winds are piercing chill And through the hawthorn blows the gale With solemn feet I tread the peak That overbrows the mountains valeRedhorn; my doomWhere twisted round the barren oak The winter vine in beauty clung And howling winds the stillness broke The crystal icicle is hungRedhorn; my doom!But still wild music is abroad Pale, desert woods! within your crowd And gathering winds, in hoarse accord Amid the vocal reeds pipe loudBut still wild music is abroad Pale, desert woods! within your crowd And gathering winds, in hoarse accord Amid the vocal reeds pipe loudHigh upon the land On the highest (mountain) peak I hear (The echoes of) the world profoundHigh upon the land On the highest (mountain) peak I hear (The echoes of) the world profoundWhen winter winds are piercing chill And through the hawthorn blows the gale With solemn feet I tread the peak That overbrows the mountains valeRedhorn; my doom!Where twisted round the barren oak The winter vine in beauty clung And howling winds the stillness broke The crystal icicle is hungRedhorn; my doom!But still wild music is abroad Pale, desert woods! within your crowd And gathering winds, in hoarse accord Amid the vocal reeds pipe loudBut still wild music is abroad Pale, desert woods! within your crowd And gathering winds, in hoarse accord Amid the vocal reeds pipe loudHigh upon the land On the highest (mountain) peak I hear (The echoes of) the world profoundHigh upon the land On the highest (mountain) peak I hear (The echoes of) the world profoundHigh upon the land On the highest (mountain) peak I hear (The echoes of) the world profoundHigh upon the land On the highest (mountain) peak I hear (The echoes of) the world profound