In the Hall of the Mountain King
Edvard Grieg
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Strike him! The son of a Christian man has fainted
The Mountain King's most beautiful maiden!
Strike him! The son of a Christian man has fainted
The Mountain King's most beautiful maiden!
Strike him!
Strike him!
Strike him!
Strike him!
Strike him! The son of a Christian man has fainted
The Mountain King's most beautiful maiden!
Strike him! The son of a Christian man has fainted
The Mountain King's most beautiful maiden!
Strike him!
Strike him!
Strike him!
Strike him!
Strike him!
May I cut his finger?
Strike him!
May I pull his hair?
Strike him!
Hey, let me bite his thigh!
Strike him!
Shall he be made into soot and sea?
Strike him!
Shall he be roasted on a spit or browned in a pot?
Strike him!
Ice water in the blood!