Farce Of The TrollnnThe troll was sitting on his stone and shouted; HEY!nWho has spilled my mead?nBut no animal in the forest or the deep cavesnKnew who had spilled the forest troll's drinknnThe troll was sitting on his stone and shouted; HEY!nWho has trampled my mushrooms?nBut no animal in the forest or children of the skynKnew who had trampled the whole fieldnnThe troll was sitting on his stone and shouted; HEY!nMead and pork to the wise ones!nNo animals in the forest or the cave troll's childrennKnew that it was the only thing the troll had leftnnAnd the rats told the troll;nThe Christians have spilled your mead!nThe Christians have trampled your mushrooms!nThe Christians have beaten your brothers!nnThen the troll got mad and left his stonenHe went to the Christian land and burned the ugly church downnnn