In the Hall of the Mountain King Lyrics

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Cover art for In the Hall of the Mountain King lyrics by Edvard Grieg

English:

Slay him! The Christian's son has bewitched The Mountain King's fairest daughter! Slay him! Slay him!

May I hack him on the fingers? May I tug him by the hair? Hu, hey, let me bite him in the haunches! Shall he be boiled into broth and bree? Shall he roast on a spit or be browned in a stewpan? Ice to your blood, friends!

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