The Troll کے بول

Hides under a bridge, Where he can t be seen. Huddled under a bankside, Staring into a stream. Wanna cross this bridge, Well better be aware. There is a brown hairy troll, Gonna give you a scare. Yea, I'm the troll, This is my bridge, Go turn around, Back through the ridge. Yea, I 'm the troll, Don t you even dare, Yea, I'm the troll, Gonna get you there, Monster from beneath. Bastard of grief, Such a sad sigh, Does he wanna die? In a mind of fear, The troll lives in my mind. I must forget this fear of regret. The Troll The Troll The Troll The Troll will charge a toll, That is, your life, So this is it, You better think Twice, Don't cross the bridge, Where he lives. But, its too late Cause here he is,