Trample of heavy boots sounds
Dwarf singing with the blowing wind
Down towards a small clearing
Where insidious trolls wait

Troll in ambush for the dwarf
Soon the dwarf may show
Drafur goes to the forest
With the ax on his shoulder ready

Trolls waited long enough
Creeping onwards out of the forest
Drafur is listening
Hear how the owl falls silent

Suddenly, the screams and howls
Troll rushes from the woods
Drafur says "it seems right
Time to swing the ax"

The first troll hopes
To crush Drafur's legs
The trolls hope is crushed
When the head from the neck is severed

The trolls are becoming more and more
Drafur does not want to see them more
Troll's are squeezed together (?)
But now they are too many
Suddenly the troll luck is turned
And as Drafur lightly jumps
The blood-red veil
He sees Gildur reveal!

Troll in amounts advancing
Gildur, Drafur becomes a dram
Back to back standing dwarfs
Troll blood ground color

Drafur with a dwarven grin
His dual wielded ax
Trolls stiff necks
With the force he seemingly cleave

Dwarf anger has been awakened
Cracks the nearest skull
See how trolls run
Gildur cleaves necks

Troll numbers have shrunk to the end
Soon the dwarves will take a rest
With dwarven blood scalding
He kills the last troll