Текст и перевод песни TrollfesT - Villanden

Villanden

Hey, sagt Brakebein på en kjedelig dag,
Vil er ut i skogen og traske av seg ubehag
Midt i en Urwald liegt eine skogstjern
Dypere enn savnet til en iskald Bier
Hier hat ente hekket siden er var klekket
Undt kolonien regjeres av svina villand
Villanden, vralte fram! Villanden, vralte fram!
Sie ist ein usaklig, stor og usmakelig irrefürend ente fra dinosaurenes tid
Sie hat nebb med tenner, vralte rundt på strender
Undt spyr ut gift hvor enn hun går, ingenting bak Villanden står!
Villanden, vralte fram! Villanden, vralte fram!
Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk
Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk
Like ved i skogen liegt Brakebein og broren
Og denken an der Legendarisk Øl er drakk i går
Ohne at de høren kjem svina ut av Dome,
Ser de stygge troll undt denkt, töten alt som går!
Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk
Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk... Kvakk
Mit et ruf angriefen Villanden to troll,
Sie ist hissig some en ausgelassen Bulle i brunst
Mit et ruf angriefen Villanden to troll,
Sie ist hissig some en ausgelassen Bulle i brunst
Gregers: Jo, og jeg ser at det ligger en fugl i kurven!
Ekdal: Hmm? En fugl?
Gregers: Er det ikke en and?
Ekdal: Joo, så vidt eg vett så e det ei and
Hjalmar: Männ, ehh, vilken sort and skulle man anta at det här va?
Hedvig: Det er ikke noen simpel and
Ekdal: hysj hysj med deg, hysj hysj hysj
Gregers: og Tyrkisk and er det heller ikke!
Ekdal: Nei, d e d jaffal ikkje!
Ehh, for det e ei villand jaffal, kanskje? Joda!!
Gregers: Nei? Nei? Er d? Er d? Er det virkelig en vill and?
Ekdal: Jaha, det e det! Den fuglen, som De sa, d e villandå det! Det er vår villand, farr!
Hedvig: Det er min Villand og jeg eier den!!
Gregers: Og det kan leve på her på loftet? og trives her?
Ekdal: De kan da vel forstå at hu har et trau med vann til å plaske i.
Gregers: Hedvig, hore, vis meg respekt Hedvig, vis meg respekt!
Hjalmar: Ja, visa honom respekt Hedvig

Villand

Hey, says Brakebein on a boring day,
We will go into the forest and walk off our unease
In the middle of an Urwald lies a forest tarn
Deeper than the longing for an ice-cold beer
Here a duck has been nesting since it was hatched
And the colony is ruled by the wild villand pigs
Villand, come forth! Villand, come forth!
She is an objective, large and unpalatable misleading duck from the time of the dinosaurs
She has a beak with teeth, waddles around on beaches
And spits out poison wherever she goes, nothing stands behind Villand!
Villand, come forth! Villand, come forth!
Quack, Quack... Quack, Quack... Quack... Quack... Quack
Quack, Quack... Quack, Quack... Quack... Quack... Quack
Just beside in the forest lies Brakebein and his brother
And think of the legendary beer they drank yesterday
Without them hearing, the pigs come out of the Dome,
They see the ugly trolls and think, kill everything that moves!
Quack, Quack... Quack, Quack... Quack... Quack... Quack
Quack, Quack... Quack, Quack... Quack... Quack... Quack
With a shout, Villand attacks two trolls,
She is lively like a frisky bull in heat
With a shout, Villand attacks two trolls,
She is lively like a frisky bull in heat
Gregers: Oh, and I see that there is a bird in the basket!
Ekdal: Hmm? A bird?
Gregers: Isn't that a duck?
Ekdal: Yes, as far as I know it's a duck
Hjalmar: Man, uh, what kind of duck would one assume this was?
Hedvig: It's not a simple duck
Ekdal: Hush, hush with you, hush, hush, hush
Gregers: and Turkish duck it is not!
Ekdal: No, that's for sure!
Err, because it's a villand anyway, perhaps? Sure!!
Gregers: No? No? Is it? Is it? Is it really a wild duck?
Ekdal: Well, that's what it is! That bird, as you said, it's the villand! It's our villand, father!
Hedvig: It's my Villand and I own it!!
Gregers: And it can live up here in the loft? and thrive here?
Ekdal: You can surely understand that she has a trough of water to splash in.
Gregers: Hedvig, whore, show me respect Hedvig, show me respect!
Hjalmar: Yes, show him respect Hedvig