Текст песни Тролль Гнёт Ель - Пивная Келья

I'm tired and I'm leaving
From a world full of fuss
Where is the dried bowl
There is one of my fate
Where there is only pain left
Misunderstanding and fear
Know everything -
Order of the Most Holy Hops
I am now a monk!

Light spread in my cell, passing glass
And its amber light is inspired by the sun itself.
I catch that wondrous light on my face
He gives the sufferer the desired warmth.

I only know how great my lord is.
How many discoveries and miracles I learned with him!
Above the earth, day after day, he carries me in his arms -
No wonder the Order of the Most Holy Hop is a humble monk!

In my cell from heaven, manna pours into my mouth,
And, full of rapture, my head is spinning;
Like a traveler in the heat given blissful dew,
And I hear, closing my eyes, good voices ...

... Reveal your mercy to your faithful servant,
Yes, moisten his inexhaustible thirst ...

In my cell!