Song of Durin

The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone.
He named the nameless hills and dells;
He drank from yet untasted wells;
He stooped and looked in Mirrormeer,
And saw a crown of stars appear,
As gems upon a silver thread,
Above the shadows of his head.
The world was fair, the mountains tall,
In Elder Days before the fall
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
And Gondolin, who now beyond
The Western Seas have passed away:
The world was fair in Durin's Day.
A king he was on carven throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor,
And runes of power upon the door.
The light of sun and star and moon
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
There shone for ever fair and bright.
There hammer on the anvil smote
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
The delver mined, the mason built.
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid in hoard.
Unwearied then were Durin's folk;
Beneath the mountains music woke:
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,
And at the gates the trumpets rang.
The world is grey, the mountains old,
The forge's fire is ashen-cold;
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls:
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls;
The shadow lies upon his tomb
In Moria, in Khazad-dûm.
But still the sunken stars appear
In dark and windless Mirrormeer;
There lies his crown in water deep,
Till Durin wakes again from sleep.

[@ValquiriaBernardi]

As always your music is special and so sweet ❤

[@ht101yt]

Glad you enjoy it!

[@lakshmipodupireddy2467]

Wonderful

[@joaopereiradossantos8846]

Господи Ісусе, велике спасибі Тобі за все, чого Ти мене щодня навчаєш, за Твою величезну любов і прихильність до мене і до всіх тих, хто з нами і сьогодні я хочу прийти до Твого Найвищого Престолу, звернутися з деякими проханнями до Тебе, щоб Твоє втручання через Твоїх ангелів могло допомогти нації, яка знищується іншим народом з Злим характером. Сьогодні я розмовляв з другом цієї країни, яка страждає від частих нападів, народ України попросив мене попросити про божественне втручання, щоб зупинити цю божевільну війну, де чия країна, Росія, продовжує демонструвати військову міць проти сотень тисяч молодих людей, дітей, підлітків, жінок, людей похилого віку та деяких з проблемами зі здоров'ям, де їх вбивають боягузливим способом, в укриттях, на фронтах, лікарнях, школах та інших. Отже, я приходжу благати вас зробити ефективне втручання в цей уряд зла. Показуючи всьому світу, що ваше Царство вже активне і відбувається через ваших Ангелів, діючи на користь

[@ReeseCraven]

How much of this was AI generated?

[@ht101yt]

lyrics : original poem in JRR Tolkien works for AI generated images I used dall-e/chatGPT for music I used suno.com

[@pdam6131]

I learned to sing this song in the Clamavi de profundis version

[@f.stettlerflow2501]

AI Music= Bad Music sry

[@ht101yt]

And AI chess players were bad chess players - until they were'nt...

[@adrianbelko7683]

​​@@ht101yt this particular ai music does need improvement but it's beyond beautiful, it's very soothing and will pass as an original piece to anybody unaware of ai music being a thing, just absolutely loved it