Los pinos rugían en la cima,

"Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold,
To Dungeons Deep and Caverns Old,
The Pines were Roaring on The Heights,
The Winds were Moaning in the Night,
The Fire was Red, it Flaming Spread,
The Trees Like Torches, blazed with Light."

¿Lo has escrito tú?

"Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold,
To Dungeons Deep and Caverns Old,
The Pines were Roaring on The Heights,
The Winds were Moaning in the Night,
The Fire was Red, it Flaming Spread,
The Trees Like Torches, blazed with Light."

"Un anillo para gobernarlos a todos, un Anillo para encontrarlos, un Anillo para atraerlos a todos y atarlos en las Tinieblas"

que poeta xd

que preciosura de poema, esta hermoso, la parte final es una frase bellisima :3

Oiiiiish que pocholada xcese :O

K pukaso

Esa canción me pone la piel de gallina. Menos la frase final, que la has colado jaja e_e

que pukada :3

No tengo ganas de leer

bonita, bonita frase :D

que puke hermano

PIYUELAS