Song of Durin (Complete Edition) - Clamavi De Profundis
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As many of you have requested, here is our original composition of J.R.R. Tolkien's "Song of Durin" Complete Edition! Sorry it took a while, but that is the nature of art.
My brother composed and arranged the song. My family and I sang it. One of my brothers drew the beginning cover art.
We hope you enjoy it!
Lyrics:
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 Mirrormere,
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 Mirrormere;
There lies his crown in water deep,
Till Durin wakes again from sleep.
All Comments (21)
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Nostalgia for a place that doesn't exist, in a time that never was...
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Gimli: Let them come. There is one dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath. Chills.
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The Story of the Elves being Forced to Leave Middle earth is sad... The Slow downfall of Man is sad.... But the dwarves slowly fading from the world after eventually taking their home back.. that's a tear jerker
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For all those who have not read the Lord of the Rings this song is sung by Gimli in the Mines of Moria, when Sam mentions what it would have been like to see the city full of light
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Rest in peace, Cristopher Tolkien.
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Elves: we are the best at singing poems Dwarves: Hold our beards
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Imagine how happy Tolkien would have been to listen to this. Makes me sad he couldn't see what his life work would spark
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"No harp is wrung, no hammer falls. The darkness dwells in Durins hall" 🤧
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My wife says listening to classical music improves your mental health. So I listen to dwarven music to help my beard grow better. And it works...
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You know something brilliant I just noticed? The Song of Durin is structured in the book to have six stanzas, just as there have been six Durins in Dwarven history (Durin VI was the one felled by Durin's Bane). The sixth verse (just like the sixth Durin) end in a sad note about waiting for Durin to awaken from his sleep. Seven is the Dwarven holy number, and it is said the seventh Durin will be the prophetized Durin who will bring back all joy in the world and bring the Dwarves to their golden age. Perhaps when he comes, there'll be a seventh stanza?
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Gimli was so much more than just comic relief in this story. He beautifully honored and mourned his second cousin King Balin of Moria, and his uncle Óin with this song.
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“Who’s this person you pledged your service to- Thorin Oakenshield?” “He was my friend”
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“The shadow lies upon his tomb.......In Moria, in Khazad-dûm” always gives me goosebumps.
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homesick for places ill never see and people ill never meet...
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'There must have been a mighty crowd of dwarves here at one time,' said Sam; 'and every one of them busier than badgers for five hundred years to make all this, and most in hard rock too! What did they do it all for? They didn't live in these darksome holes surely?' 'These are not holes,' said Gimli. 'This is the great realm and city of the Dwarrowdelf. And of old it was not darksome, but full of light and splendour, as is still remembered in our songs.' He rose and standing in the dark he began to chant in a deep voice, while the echoes ran away into the roof.
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- Dad, why is my little sister is called Rose? - Because your mother loves roses. - Thank you Dad - You're welcome Song of Durin complete edition
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This really makes me tear up. I really think that the dwarves, not the race of man, are the most human and deeply relate able characters in Tolkien. Unlike the elves, the dwarves are mortal. Their greatest kings and heroes do not remain in dwelling with them throughout the ages, so they have to pass on the legends of their great ancestors. There is no certainty that their greatest hero, Durin, will reawaken and bring about another age of gold for the dwarves. The last lines always get me, "the world is grey the mountains old, the forges fire is ashen-cold." The world which the dwarves loved so much is now fading, and with it so are the dwarves. The shadow lies upon Durin's grave, all hope seems lost. But still the sunken stars appear in dark and windless Mirrormere- there lies his crown in waters deep, till Durin Wakes again from sleep". There's just so much hope in these last lines, and so much love for the dwarven race. It is truly beautiful. I am a total nerd.
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The image of Durin looking into a lake and seeing himself crowned with stars is one of the best visual concepts in all of literature
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The way they sing “The Earth was fair in Durin’s day” just gives me chills, it feels to me like they’re singing a comfortable sigh for some reason
