Gelukkig dan is er nog een kans dat het gezellig word...
Niet aanwezig, ben een weekendje weg met de fam.
Trotse vader sinds 25/02/10.
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
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