| Song | The Troll |
| Artist | Cirith Ungol |
| Album | Paradise Lost |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Malatesta | |
| Hides under a bridge, | |
| Where he can t be seen. | |
| Huddled under a bankside, | |
| Staring into a stream. | |
| Wanna cross this bridge, | |
| Well better be aware. | |
| There is a brown hairy troll, | |
| Gonna give you a scare. | |
| Yea, I'm the troll, | |
| This is my bridge, | |
| Go turn around, | |
| Back through the ridge. | |
| Yea, I 'm the troll, | |
| Don t you even dare, | |
| Yea, I'm the troll, | |
| Gonna get you there, | |
| Monster from beneath. | |
| Bastard of grief, | |
| Such a sad sigh, | |
| Does he wanna die? | |
| In a mind of fear, | |
| The troll lives in my mind. | |
| I must forget this fear of regret. | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll will charge a toll, | |
| That is, your life, | |
| So this is it, | |
| You better think | |
| Twice, Don't cross the bridge, | |
| Where he lives. | |
| But, its too late | |
| Cause here he is, |
| zuo qu : Malatesta | |
| Hides under a bridge, | |
| Where he can t be seen. | |
| Huddled under a bankside, | |
| Staring into a stream. | |
| Wanna cross this bridge, | |
| Well better be aware. | |
| There is a brown hairy troll, | |
| Gonna give you a scare. | |
| Yea, I' m the troll, | |
| This is my bridge, | |
| Go turn around, | |
| Back through the ridge. | |
| Yea, I ' m the troll, | |
| Don t you even dare, | |
| Yea, I' m the troll, | |
| Gonna get you there, | |
| Monster from beneath. | |
| Bastard of grief, | |
| Such a sad sigh, | |
| Does he wanna die? | |
| In a mind of fear, | |
| The troll lives in my mind. | |
| I must forget this fear of regret. | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll will charge a toll, | |
| That is, your life, | |
| So this is it, | |
| You better think | |
| Twice, Don' t cross the bridge, | |
| Where he lives. | |
| But, its too late | |
| Cause here he is, |
| zuò qǔ : Malatesta | |
| Hides under a bridge, | |
| Where he can t be seen. | |
| Huddled under a bankside, | |
| Staring into a stream. | |
| Wanna cross this bridge, | |
| Well better be aware. | |
| There is a brown hairy troll, | |
| Gonna give you a scare. | |
| Yea, I' m the troll, | |
| This is my bridge, | |
| Go turn around, | |
| Back through the ridge. | |
| Yea, I ' m the troll, | |
| Don t you even dare, | |
| Yea, I' m the troll, | |
| Gonna get you there, | |
| Monster from beneath. | |
| Bastard of grief, | |
| Such a sad sigh, | |
| Does he wanna die? | |
| In a mind of fear, | |
| The troll lives in my mind. | |
| I must forget this fear of regret. | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll | |
| The Troll will charge a toll, | |
| That is, your life, | |
| So this is it, | |
| You better think | |
| Twice, Don' t cross the bridge, | |
| Where he lives. | |
| But, its too late | |
| Cause here he is, |