The Dragon is Withered

The dragon is withered
His bones are now crumbled;
His armour is shivered
His splendour is humbled!

Though sword shall be rusted
And throne and crown perish
With strength that men trusted
And wealth that they cherish

Here grass is still growing
And leaves are yet swinging
The white water flowing
And elves are yet singing

Come! Tra-la-la-lally!
Come back to the valley!

The stars are far brighter
Than gems without measurе
The moon is far whiter
Than silver in trеasure:

The fire is more shining
On hearth in the gloaming
Than gold won by mining
So why go a-roaming?

O! Tra-la-la-lally
Come back to the Valley

O! Where are you going
So late in returning?
The river is flowing
The stars are all burning!

O! Whither so laden
So sad and so dreary?
Here elf and elf-maiden
Now welcome the weary

With Tra-la-la-lally
Come back to the Valley
Tra-la-la-lally
Fa-la-la-lally
Fa-la!