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Cluster 123
“with the lyrics below in mind: Brothers of the mine rejoice! (Swing, swing, swin” (2 conversations)
toxic
1 turn
Jan 15, 2024 at 2:16 PM -03
Brazil
, Minas Gerais
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with the lyrics below in mind: Brothers of the mine rejoice! (Swing, swing, swing with me!) Raise your pick and raise your voice! (Sing, sing, sing with me!) Down and down into the deep Who knows what we'll find beneath? Diamonds, rubies, gold, and more Hidden in the mountain store Born underground Suckled from a teat of stone Raised in the dark The safety of our mountain home Skin made of iron Steel in our bones To dig and dig makes us free Come on, brothers, sing with me! I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole The sunlight will not reach this low (Deep, deep in the mine) Never seen the blue moon glow (Dwarves won't fly so high) Fill a glass and down some mead Stuff your bellies at the feast! Stumble home and fall asleep Dreaming in our mountain keep Born underground Grown inside a rocky womb The Earth is our cradle The mountain shall become our tomb Face us on the battlefield You will meet your doom We do not fear what lies beneath We can never dig too deep I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole Born underground Suckled from a teat of stone Raised in the dark The safety of our mountain home Skin made of iron Steel in our bones To dig and dig makes us free Come on, brothers, sing with me! I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole write a elf version of it.
CHATBOT
Elves of the wood, rejoice! (Twirl, twirl, twirl with glee!) Lift your bow and lift your voice! (Sing, sing, sing with me!) Up and up into the trees Whose secrets are kept with ease? Sapphires, emeralds, silver thread, Hidden where the leaves are spread. Born 'neath the open sky Cradled by the boughs so high Nurtured by the forest's grace The canopy our sacred space. Skin kissed by the sun Light in our heart has begun To shoot and weave makes us free Come on, kinfolk, dance with me! I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, careful, careful grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, guarding the grove The moonlight will guide our way (High, high up in the trees) Ever watch the night and day (Elves glide as they please) Pour the wine and strum the lyre Join the circle, dance by fire! Wander homeward, rest in peace Slumber in a leafy fleece. Born 'neath stars alight Taught within the woodland's might The skies are our vast canvas dome The forest shall remain our home. Face us with your mortal greed You shall find no path to lead We do not dread the world below We can never guard too slow. I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, careful, careful grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, guarding the grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, careful, careful grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, guarding the grove Born 'neath the open sky Cradled by the boughs so high Nurtured by the forest's grace The canopy our sacred space. Skin kissed by the sun Light in our heart has begun To shoot and weave makes us free Come on, kinfolk, dance with me! I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, careful, careful grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, guarding the grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, careful, careful grove I am an elf and I'm guarding the grove Careful, careful grove, guarding the grove