A Dwarven Love Song

In the mines, under the mountains,
Amid the burning of the basalt,
There amid the veins of vrellin,
I am coming back to you.

Though we two be torn apart,
Divided by the dwarven law,
Still our souls link to living earth;
I am coming back to you.

Not the glory of gold unearthed,
Not the shine of silver unsheathed,
Could judge the jewels of your eyes;
I am coming back to you.

Not the gasp of a greedy gas,
Flaring in fire at a lit torch,
Could keep me from my mountains;
I am coming back to you.

As strong as steel stirring in flame,
As hard as granite ground by time,
Is my love, and still, like stone,
I am coming back to you.