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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Capo: 1
Am C
Mmmmm Mmm mmm
G
Mmmm mmmm
Am
Mmmm mmm mmm mmm
Am
Mmmm mmmmmmmmmm
[Verse 1]
Am G C F
The world was young, the mountains green
F G Em Am
No stain yet on, the moon was seen
Am G Em C
No words were laid, on stream or stone
F Dm Em Am
When Durin woke, and walked alone
F G
He named the nameless hills and dells
Am C F G
He drank from yet untasted wells
F Am C G
He stooped and looked in Mirrormere
Dm C F G
And saw a crown of stars appear
Dm G C F
As gems upon a silver thread
F G Em Am
Above the shadows of his head
Am G C F
The world was fair, the mountains tall,
Dm G Em Am
In Elder Days before the fall
Am G Dm
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
C F G
And Gondolin, who now beyond
Am F G C
The Western Seas have passed away:
F G Em Am
the world was fair in Durin's Day.
Am F C G
A king he was on carven throne
Am G C G
In many-pillared halls of stone
Am F C Am
With golden roof and silver floor,
F C F G
And runes of power upon the door.
Am F C G
The light of sun and star and moon
Dm F C G
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
C G C F
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
F G Em Am
There shone for ever fair and bright.
Am F C G
There hammer on the anvil smote,
Am F C G
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
Am F C Am
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
F C Am G
The delver mined, the mason built.
Am F C G
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
Dm F Am G
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
C G C F
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
Dm G Em Am
And shining spears were laid in hoard.
F G
Aaah Aaah
Am F Em C
Unwearied then were Durin's folk;
Am C F G
Beneath the mountains music woke:
Am G C F
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,
F G Em Am
And at the gates the trumpets rang.
Am G C F
The world is gray, the mountains old
F G Em Am
The forge's fire, is ashen cold
Am G Em C
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls
F Dm Em Am
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
Am F Dm Em
The shadow lies upon his tomb
Am C F G
In Moria, in Khazad-dûm
F Am Dm C G
But still the sunken stars appear
Dm C F G
In dark and windless Mirrormere
Am G C Dm
There lies his crown in water deep
F G Em Am
Till Durin wakes again from sleep
Am C
Mmmmm Mmm mmm
G
Mmmm mmmm
Am
Mmmm mmm mmm mmm
Am
Mmmm mmmmmmmmmm
[Verse 1]
Am G C F
The world was young, the mountains green
F G Em Am
No stain yet on, the moon was seen
Am G Em C
No words were laid, on stream or stone
F Dm Em Am
When Durin woke, and walked alone
F G
He named the nameless hills and dells
Am C F G
He drank from yet untasted wells
F Am C G
He stooped and looked in Mirrormere
Dm C F G
And saw a crown of stars appear
Dm G C F
As gems upon a silver thread
F G Em Am
Above the shadows of his head
Am G C F
The world was fair, the mountains tall,
Dm G Em Am
In Elder Days before the fall
Am G Dm
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
C F G
And Gondolin, who now beyond
Am F G C
The Western Seas have passed away:
F G Em Am
the world was fair in Durin's Day.
Am F C G
A king he was on carven throne
Am G C G
In many-pillared halls of stone
Am F C Am
With golden roof and silver floor,
F C F G
And runes of power upon the door.
Am F C G
The light of sun and star and moon
Dm F C G
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
C G C F
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
F G Em Am
There shone for ever fair and bright.
Am F C G
There hammer on the anvil smote,
Am F C G
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
Am F C Am
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
F C Am G
The delver mined, the mason built.
Am F C G
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
Dm F Am G
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
C G C F
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
Dm G Em Am
And shining spears were laid in hoard.
F G
Aaah Aaah
Am F Em C
Unwearied then were Durin's folk;
Am C F G
Beneath the mountains music woke:
Am G C F
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,
F G Em Am
And at the gates the trumpets rang.
Am G C F
The world is gray, the mountains old
F G Em Am
The forge's fire, is ashen cold
Am G Em C
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls
F Dm Em Am
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
Am F Dm Em
The shadow lies upon his tomb
Am C F G
In Moria, in Khazad-dûm
F Am Dm C G
But still the sunken stars appear
Dm C F G
In dark and windless Mirrormere
Am G C Dm
There lies his crown in water deep
F G Em Am
Till Durin wakes again from sleep
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