Listen for a while Dear friend of mine I will tell you a story Well, sort of a rhyme: Legend speaks Of an ancient troll Who was not interested in fame or gold People say for sure That in battles can be told A great figure raging At least twelve meters tall! From his cave to the fight the journey seems to enjoy The bigger the armies the more he will destroy! Batlletroll Battletroll! Strong as ten furious bears! Batlletroll Battletroll! He has a three meters long beard Batlletroll Battletroll! In his right hand wields a tree Batlletroll Battletroll! Even bravest warriors flee No mercy for the weak No pain from any wound The battle is over There is no one around Legend speaks Of an ancient troll Who was not interested in fame or gold (He only wants to smash your head Keep running or you’ll be dead) Batlletroll Battletroll! Strong as ten furious bears! Batlletroll Battletroll! He has a three meters long beard Batlletroll Battletroll! In his right hand wields a tree Batlletroll Battletroll! Even bravest warriors flee Batlletroll Battletroll! He only wants to smash your head Batlletroll Battletroll! Keep running or you’ll be dead