Misty Mountains

La la la aaaa

In a house

on an island

there's a tale that must be told

of our mysterious Misty Mountains

behind all the songs I wrote

lives an old man in his shadow

and they're whistling day and night

for whatever whatever its worth for

they are whistling for you and I

On a ranch in the wildness

there's a song that must be sung

about a blindfolded angel

who never learned the right from wrong

and though I don't know enough English

to describe it's troubled mind

but for one thing I am certain

is that it sings for you and I

And I tried so hard to figuring out

but I guess I'm only human

I've been watching him drawing him

analysing him in every way

I could possible think of

but does not really help me

you got to sit back and enjoy

you know Ochrasy raised and betrayed him

now he sits there all alone

with his soul and his legend and his epic melodies

they are with us when we crying

and they are with us when we bleed

Yes they are with us when we crying

and they are with us when we bleed