歌词
In caverns deep, where shadows dance
Our hammers ring, in age-old stance
With craftsman's skill and dwarven might
We shape the earth from day to night
The mountain's heart, our sacred home
Where precious veins of metal roam
In darkness lit by forge-fire's glow
We work the craft that all shall know
Chorus:
Hear the forge's mighty call
Echoing through mountain hall
Dwarven craft, the finest art
Born of stone and molten heart
Our beards grow long, our arms stay strong
As we toil the whole day long
In depths we delve, no fear we know
Our roots run deep, like veins below
The anvil sings its iron song
A rhythm that has echoed long
Through countless years of dwarven toil
In halls carved deep beneath the soil
With every strike, a spark of life
Our craft cuts keen as any knife
We forge the future, link by link
With sweat and skill, and ale to drink
(Chorus)
From father to son, our secrets pass
Our legacy built to surpass
The fleeting works of shorter lives
In dwarven halls, true craft survives
Gold and silver, gems of light
We work them all with main and might
Mithril rare and adamant
No metal can our skills supplant
Our axes gleam, our armor shines
Treasures flow from dwarven mines
Each piece a testament to skill
That bends the earth to dwarven will
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In times of peace, our crafts bring joy
In times of war, they do destroy
For dwarven arms are feared by all
Who dare assail our mountain hall
We sing of deeds both brave and bold
Of heroes from the days of old
Who wielded weapons forged with care
By master smiths beyond compare
The dragon's breath, the goblin's blade
Have tested all that we have made
Yet dwarven craft has stood the test
In battle proved, by victory blessed
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When day is done and hammers rest
We gather in our halls so blessed
With ale and mead, our thirst we slake
And of our friendship all partake
Tales are told of ages past
Of empires built to ever last
Of dwarven kings on thrones of stone
Whose wisdom made our people grown
But dawn will come, as dawn must do
And back we'll go, our work renew
For in the forge and in the mine
The dwarven spirit shall ever shine
(Chorus)
The mountain's bones, our rightful realm
No force of evil can overwhelm
The strength that flows through rock and ore
Into our arms, forevermore
We are the children of the stone
Our hearts as hard as mountain bone
Yet in our craft, such beauty gleams
As realized in a poet's dreams
Fire burns hot, the bellows roar
As we create forevermore
Each hammer strike, a rhythmic chime
In harmony with cosmic time
(Chorus)
So let the forge's song ring out
A melody of dwarven clout
From deepest mine to mountain peak
Of dwarven glory it shall speak
For we are dwarves, both stout and true
Our friendships strong, our numbers few
But cross a dwarf, you'll soon regret
For we never forgive and we never forget
In darkness deep, our fires burn bright
The forge's call, our guiding light
Through ages long, our craft shall last
A future built upon the past
And of our friendship all partake
Tales are told of ages past
Of empires built to ever last
Of dwarven kings on thrones of stone
Whose wisdom made our people grown
But dawn will come, as dawn must do
And back we'll go, our work renew
For in the forge and in the mine
The dwarven spirit shall ever shine
Chorus:
Hear the forge's mighty call
Echoing through mountain hall
Dwarven craft, the finest art
Born of stone and molten heart
The mountain's bones, our rightful realm
No force of evil can overwhelm
The strength that flows through rock and ore
Into our arms, forevermore
We are the children of the stone
Our hearts as hard as mountain bone
Yet in our craft, such beauty gleams
As realized in a poet's dreams
Fire burns hot, the bellows roar
As we create forevermore
Each hammer strike, a rhythmic chime
In harmony with cosmic time
(Chorus)
So let the forge's song ring out
A melody of dwarven clout
From deepest mine to mountain peak
Of dwarven glory it shall speak
For we are dwarves, both stout and true
Our friendships strong, our numbers few
But cross a dwarf, you'll soon regret
For we never forgive and we never forget
In darkness deep, our fires burn bright
The forge's call, our guiding light
Through ages long, our craft shall last
A future built upon the past
For we are dwarves, both stout and true
Our friendships strong, our numbers few
But cross
a dwarf, you'll soon regret
For we never forgive and we never forget
In darkness deep, our fires burn bright
The forge's call, our guiding light
Through ages long, our craft shall last
A future built upon the past
