Lyrics of Troll gegen Mann - TrollfesT

Troll gegen Mann (original)

Vikingene maser, wo kommt kapteinen Fra?
Eit troll mit große Wunsch de faen nicht kann forda
Hatet går o bølger, und vollen sitter løst,
meire sopp no menn, berserk gegen fremmede møs
På das perfekt mjød, kapteinen leder jakt ann
alle trollen können ofres, die auge ist für Auges Wahnsinn,
troll gegen mann
Blodet bruser
Troll gegen mann, kräftig i Komma gros und stramm
Troll gegen mann, vikingene trinken heller mjød enn vann
Fråden stehen strip und tørsten wird zu schwer.
Medfødt urtøst
lever, mye vil ha mer.
Blodøks gegen trollet never, stahl mot den beinhrde knoklete hud
Felles hat blir opplyst.
Gamle minner kommer fram.
Beiden teer gern de usle kristne
Mann und troll sind trinken, und praten vilt und høyt,
Sie skryter av gamle drepte kristne, beiden ljuger drøt !
Der vikingmann er sagt, Etter ein kleine stund
Dykk skal lære kemmeligheita, vi skal gi dykk gull i munn !
Mann und troll sind trinken, und praten vilt und høyt,
Sie skryter av gamle drepte kristne, beiden ljunger drøt !
(Felles hat blir opplyst. Beiden teer gern de usle kristne)
Das erste håndtrykk zwischen troll und mann
Sverd med øks, und tann med ann.
Kaos ist sich gut fornøyd, endelig skal skaten delast !
No können Gram und Fenris bleiben bestefreunden.
Keine leben sind verlasst!
Guten tim kann kommen von Kassen mit idioti
Kaptein Kaos is leading the trolls in a hunt across time for the perfect, sad,
and the vikings would be the ones ti talk to about that!
Once he meets them,
however, the vikings freak out and try to kill these unfamiliar monsters that
have some for their precious drink!
A massive fight breaks out and it seems
things are going to get real nasty when they all if a sudden bond over a shared
hatred for the Christians.
The men share the mead recipe and they all sit down
to exchange stories and bring about the good old days, when Christians roamed
free and were easy prey.

(translation)

The Vikings mass, where does Captain Fra come from?
A troll with great desire the faen can not forda
Hatred goes o waves, und vollen sits loose,
more mushrooms no men, berserk against foreign mice
On das perfect mead, the captain leads the hunt ann
all trolls can offer that which is eye to eye madness,
troll against man
The blood is rushing
Troll against man, powerful in Comma gros and tight
Troll against man, the Vikings drink mead rather than water
Foams stand strip and thirst becomes too heavy.
Congenital herbal tea
live, much want more.
Blood ax against trollet never, steel against the bone-hard bony skin
Common hatred is enlightened.
Old memories emerge.
Both tend to like the ugly Christians
Man and troll are drinking, and talking wildly and loudly,
Sie boasts of old killed Christians, both lying drøt!
Der vikingmann er sagt, Etter ein kleine stund
Dives will teach the comedy, we will give dives gold in the mouth!
Man and troll are drinking, and talking wildly and loudly,
Sie boasts of old killed Christians, both heather roared!
(Common hatred is enlightened. Both tease like the wretched Christians)
The first handshake between troll and man
Sword with ax, und tooth with ann.
Chaos is well satisfied, finally the skate will be loaded!
Now Gram and Fenris can remain best friends.
No lives are left!
Good tim can come from boxes with idiocy
Kaptein Kaos is leading the trolls in a hunt across time for the perfect, sad,
and the vikings would be the ones ti talk to about that!
Once he meets them,
however, the vikings freak out and try to kill these unfamiliar monsters that
have some for their precious drink!
A massive fight breaks out and it seems
things are going to get real nasty when they all if a sudden bond over a shared
hatred for the Christians.
The men share the mead recipe and they all sit down
to exchange stories and bring about the good old days, when Christians roamed
free and were easy prey.