Lyrics of Finsken, Norsken Og Presten - TrollfesT

Finsken, Norsken Og Presten (original)

Det var en gang to troll.
Et fra Finland og et ifra
Norge, som gikk tur langs skog og bekker.
Se!
Der ein feit prest som preke drit der han
står på stein, sa Norsken med latter.
Me kan laga
helvete med den stakkars tullekoppen eller me
kan ta fra han kroppen, då får han treffa Jesus?
JA!
JA!
Jag vill ha prestblod — O.K.
La oss ta prestblod
To troll fyr på feit prest, de har blod på sin tann
Presten ber om nåd, ljuden druknar i fråde.
Se!
Der en liten menighetsflokk, dei står låst
i sjokk.
Ska me spisa dei og?
Norken spør med
mat i munn.
Finsken foreslår ka om me knekke
nakken å grave dei ned då har me mat til senare.
Ja!
Ja!
Me ør ha matlager / Låt oss laga matlager
Snipp snapp snute, det knekke ein nakke der ute
Grav det ned, opp igjen seinare, grav det ned.
Se!
Nå er me jammen blitt ferdige.
Det er gravd
langt ned, me har stein på toppen.
Nå kan ikkje
bjørnen ta det, me fikk sikkert åtte kristne, å dei
var skikkelig flotte kristne.
Nå har me festmåltid
til vinteren.
Ja!
Ja!
Det feire me!
Ta frem din alkohol / Ja!
Ja!
Nå blir det fest Hepp!
Hepp!
For vinterfest
Senere på vinteren samles trolle å grave opp igjen
Nå blir det vinterfest, Norsken og Finsken
har invitert på drekkafest med fordereva mat.
[This song is about a Finnish troll called Finsken and a Norwegian troll called
Norsken.
They are hunting the forest for priest to cook their winter-fest.
Striking it lucky, they capture more than they can eat and end up having to
bury it.
When winterfest finally comes, they return and unearth plenty of food and the
party is good.]

(translation)

There were once two trolls.
One from Finland and one from
Norway, which walked along forests and streams.
See!
There a fact priest who preaches third there he
standing on stone, said the Norwegian with laughter.
We can cook
hell with the poor jerk or me
can take from him the body, then he may meet Jesus?
YES!
YES!
I want priest blood - O.K.
Let's take priest's blood
Two trolls guy on fat priest, they have blood on their tooth
The priest asks for mercy, the sounds drown in frustration.
See!
There a small congregation, they are locked
in shock.
Shall we eat them too?
Norken asks
food in mouth.
The Finnish suggests ka if me crack
neck to dig them down then we have food for later.
Yes!
Yes!
We need to have food storage / Let's make food storage
Snap snap snout, it broke a neck out there
Dig it down, up again later, dig it down.
See!
Now I'm done.
It's dug
far down, we have rocks on top.
Now can not
the bear take it, we probably got eight Christians, to them
were really great Christians.
Now I have a feast
for the winter.
Yes!
Yes!
It celebrates me!
Bring out your alcohol / Yes!
Yes!
Now there will be a party Cheers!
Hepp!
For winter party
Later in the winter, trolls gather to dig up again
Now there will be a winter party, Norwegian and Finnish
has invited to a drinking party with fordereva mat.
[This song is about a Finnish troll called Finsken and a Norwegian troll called
Norwegian.
They are hunting the forest for priest to cook their winter-fest.
Striking it lucky, they capture more than they can eat and end up having to
bury it.
When winterfest finally comes, they return and unearth plenty of food and the
party is good.]