The Hobbit: The Battle of The Five Armies

"Farewell, Master Burglar. Go back to your books, your fireplace. Plant your trees, watch them grow. If more of us valued home above gold, it would be a merrier world."

"What have we done?" si chiedeva Bilbo Baggins, mentre guardava impietrito il Drago dirigersi verso la cittadina di Pontelagolungo per portare morte e distruzione fra i suoi abitanti, nel secondo capitolo della Trilogia de Lo Hobbit The Desolation of Smaug: riparte esattamente da qui, come se non ci fosse stata alcuna interruzione, The Battle of Five Armies(in italiano, lo straniante "La Battaglia delle Cinque Armate), atto finale e definitivo non solo delle avventure giovanili dello Zio di Frodo ma anche dell'ormai vasta esalogia che Peter Jackson ha costruito intorno all'epica Tolkieniana e alla mitica Terra di Mezzo Neozelandese. 

I bid you all a very fond farewell

I saw the light fade from the sky 

On the wind I heard a sigh 

As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers 

I will say this last goodbye 

Night is now falling 

So ends this day 

The road is now calling 

And I must away 

Over hill and under tree 

Through lands where never light has shone 

By silver streams that run down to the sea 

Under cloud, beneath the stars 

Over snow one winter’s morn 

I turn at last to paths that lead home 

And though where the road then takes me 

I cannot tell 

We came all this way 

But now comes the day 

To bid you farewell 

Many places I have been 

Many sorrows I have seen 

But I don’t regret 

Nor will I forget 

All who took the road with me 

Night is now falling 

So ends this day 

The road is now calling 

And I must away 

Over hill and under tree 

Through lands where never light has shone 

By silver streams that run down to the sea 

To these memories I will hold 

With your blessing I will go 

To turn at last to paths that lead home 

And though where the road then takes me 

I cannot tell 

We came all this way 

But now comes the day 

To bid you farewell 

I bid you all a very fond farewell.

The Last Goodbye
Billy Boyd

This is not a farewell. Not for me.

Through shadow, To the edge of night

Home is behind

The world ahead

And there are many paths to tread

Through shadow

To the edge of night

Until the stars are all aligth

Mist and shadow

Cloud and shade

All shall fade

All shall...fade.

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To Middleheart! ONE... LAST... TIME.