Translation of the song lyrics Essenfest - TrollfesT

Essenfest (original)

Masse mat undt masse øl, Trollene lager masse søl
Etegilde für alles Troll, alle blir mette klokka tolv
Sjøorm kjøtt er nammenamm, für eit Troll som er i gang
Nu sollst alle trinken, es ist TrollfesT
Seilt mange mil, SKÅL, det er fest og TrollfesT byr
Det æ'kke tvil, SKÅL, det vil nok bli et voldsomt styr
Her blir det liv, Raiiii, Nå skal vi drekka til vi spyr
Så om du will, SKÅL, heng deg på til morgen gryr
Et etegild, SKÅL, smak av orm den gjør deg yr
Wir haben stihl, SKÅL, på dekk er GARM et hedersdyr
Fråtse tiden ist i gang, undt wir sollen essen alle mann
Liten, stor, til og med trollemor, alle sollen essen fra samme bord
Sjøorm fest ist sjelden kost, begeistringen tar nok aldri stopp
Sjøorm mat ist digg für alle Troll, Brakebein essen ein halv orm!
Seilt mange mil, SKÅL, det er fest og TrollfesT byr
Det æ'kke tvil, SKÅL, det vil nok bli et voldsomt styr
Her blir det liv, Raiiii, Nå skal vi drekka til vi spyr
Så om du will, SKÅL, heng deg på til morgen gryr
Et etegild, SKÅL, smak av orm den gjør deg yr
Wir haben stihl, SKÅL, på dekk er GARM et hedersdyr

Essenfest (translation)

Lots of food and lots of beer, the trolls make a lot of mess
Etegilde für alles Troll, all will be full at twelve o'clock
Sea worm meat is a name, for a troll that is going on
Now everyone should drink, it's TrollfesT
Sailed many miles, CHEERS, there is a party and TrollfesT offers
There is no doubt, CHEERS, it will probably be a violent mess
Here comes life, Raiiii, Now we'll drink until we vomit
So if you want, BOWL, hang on until morning dawn
A food feast, BOWL, taste of worm it makes you dizzy
Wir haben stihl, SKÅL, on deck, GARM is a beast of honor
The glutton's time is running out, and we should all eat
Small, big, even mother of trolls, all sullen essen from the same table
Seaworm partying is rarely expensive, the excitement probably never stops
Sea worm mat is digg for all trolls, bream eat half a worm!
Sailed many miles, CHEERS, there is a party and TrollfesT offers
There is no doubt, CHEERS, it will probably be a violent mess
Here comes life, Raiiii, Now we'll drink until we vomit
So if you want, BOWL, hang on until morning dawn
A food feast, BOWL, taste of worm it makes you dizzy
Wir haben stihl, SKÅL, on deck, GARM is a beast of honor