[00:00.00] 作词 : Elyssa Samsel/Kate Anderson[00:01.00] 作曲 : Elyssa Samsel/Kate Anderson[00:30.36]There once was a troll held in highest esteem[00:33.41]For his manner was kind and his fungus did gleam[00:36.95]The ballad of old Flemmingrad[00:40.12]Beloved by each troll girl and ev'ry troll lad[00:43.42]They gifted him berries and moss cake and stew[00:46.53]He gobbled with zeal as he zealously grew[00:49.95]To such a large old Flemmingrad[00:53.37]He always felt full and for that, He was Glad[00:56.67][00:56.86]They loved to watch him roll, roll, roll[01:03.26]With laughter, he would roll, roll[01:09.36][01:09.73]Then one winter's day, humans crept up so fast[01:13.34]The trolls had to roll through a tight mountain pass[01:16.51]But dear old giant Flemmingrad[01:19.75]He tried to go through, but got stuck just a tad[01:22.98][01:23.23]The people were frightened and pulled out a sword[01:26.34]So, Flemmy, he blended right into the fjord[01:29.51]The ballad of old Flemmingrad[01:32.94]He never got out, and for that we are sad[01:36.98]Wedged...but not forgotten[01:38.66][01:38.91]For Flemmy Couldn't roll, roll, roll[01:45.38]Oh, Flemmy, won't you roll, roll[01:53.77]And that's why we have this tradition[01:56.70][02:04.64]Every Devember we all gather'round[02:08.44]To pay our respects to a troll so renowned[02:12.99]In remembrance of the friend we had[02:17.41]A jolly old soul we called Flemmingrad[02:21.83][02:22.14]We all dig deep down and we uproot the past[02:26.31]We shove up it's nostrils a fist full of grass[02:30.97]In resemblance of the dear old lad[02:35.39]We forged a mold of Flemmingrad[02:39.80]We shape his likeness, bless his soul[02:46.71]Oh, Flemmy the fungus troll