Текст и перевод песни TrollfesT - Der JegerMeister

Der JegerMeister

Der JegerMeister ist eine visdomstroll,
Er hat brygget medisin siden han var tolv
Das ist lengre siden enn noen kan verstehen,
Alle som levde då e dø for lenge siden
Er ruger über alt som kan drikkes og er godt,
Er hat tønnevis med all slags mjød und skam harde shots
Han kan hilfen dich mit alkohol fra A til Å,
Og det e kje eingong halvparten av det du kan få!
Er ist ur-troll, er hat kontroll
Bruke dødsvold mot kirkens lømmel
Der JegerMeister, Der JegerMeister, Hyll Jägermeister, Der JegerMeister
Wenn Trollene auf der Jagd sein,
Is Der JegerMeister foran alle bein
Er kann lukten kristi folk på fleire mil
Undt ist første troll som dele ut tenner undt Hieb
Wenn dei andern kommen fram har JegerMeister gått
Og alt som ligger igjen er ein halvoppeten skrott
Er hat lagt i veg zu henten mjød og ein stor kopp
Undt mjøden kan du banna på ska hurtigt drikkes opp
Er ist ur-troll, er hat kontroll
Bruke dødsvold mot kirkens lømmel
Der JegerMeister, Der JegerMeister, Hyll Jägermeister, Der JegerMeister
Er ist skogens vokter undt passe på fugl.
Er ist skogens doktor undt kurere elg
Er kennen alle planter undt gir de nok vann.
Er ist skogens hjerte i et jævla stort tjern
Viele troll hat sloss mot han, men ingen er igjen.
Alle sammen blir lemlesta uten å få vann
JegerMeister slakter alle skogens jegermenn,
Men sparen på et øre som han sigelig sender hjem
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Er ist baume føler hele skogens kjerne
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Prost, prost, prost JegerMeister)
Prächtliches trinke, er ist brilliant, godt for hver fant, Jägermeister!
(Skål, skål, skål JegerMeister)
Er ist baume føler hele skogens kjerne, er hat alle skogens dyr i sin hjerne
Keine Mondkalb kan passieren hans skog uten å blø usakelig
JegerMeister slipen seine akst undt ler fra dypet i vommen
Stille som en snegle glir er ut av hulens hengekøye ut i skogen
Hvor er kristenmann kan lukten. Er kastet seine akst undt gudsmann dør!!
JegerMeister! JegerMeister!
Mongo: JegerMeister, ehh, ohh...

The Hunt Master

The Hunt Master is a wisdom troll,
He's been brewing medicine since he was twelve
That's longer ago than anyone can comprehend,
Everyone alive back then is long dead
He broods over everything that can be drunk and is good,
He has barrels full of all kinds of mead and damn hard shots
He can help you with alcohol from A to Z,
And that's not even half of what you can get!
He is primeval troll, he has control
Uses deadly force against the church's louts
The Hunt Master, The Hunt Master, Hail Jägermeister, The Hunt Master
When the trolls are on the hunt,
The Hunt Master is ahead of all the legs
He can smell Christian folk for miles
And is the first troll to hand out teeth and blows
When the others arrive, the Hunt Master has gone
And all that's left is a half-eaten carcass
He has set out to fetch mead and a large cup
And you can bet the mead will be quickly drunk up
He is primeval troll, he has control
Uses deadly force against the church's louts
The Hunt Master, The Hunt Master, Hail Jägermeister, The Hunt Master
He is the guardian of the forest and watches over the birds.
He is the doctor of the forest and cures the elk
He knows all the plants and gives them enough water.
He is the heart of the forest in a damn big lake
Many trolls have fought against him, but none remain.
All of them are maimed without getting water
The Hunt Master slaughters all the forest hunters,
But saves an ear which he gleefully sends home
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
He is the tree that feels the whole forest's core
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
Magnificent drink, he is brilliant, good for every chap, Jägermeister!
(Cheers, cheers, cheers Hunt Master)
He is the tree that feels the whole forest's core, he has all the forest animals in his brain
No mooncalf can pass through his forest without bleeding unreasonably
The Hunt Master sharpens his axe and laughs from the depths of his belly
Quiet as a snail, he slides out of the cave's hammock into the forest
Where he can smell the Christian man. He throws his axe and the man of God dies!!
Hunt Master! Hunt Master!
Mongo: Hunt Master, ehh, ohh...