When Torstor Oms’s axe takes a flight,
Oh-ho, o-ho, hum,
Crew leaps overboard, escaping the fight.
O-ho, o-ho, hum!
For Torstor stands a mighty man,
Whom only Lialin can command.
O-ho, o-ho, hum!
When Torstor Om lifts the ladle up,
Oh-ho, oh-ho, hum,
There’ll be no drop in any cup,
O-ho, oh-ho, hum,
As Torstor drinks the barrel dry
And walks back home in one straight line
O-ho, o-ho, hum!