Song of Mor’du

I've hunted for him high 'n' low; I've looked him in the eye.
我曾狩猎他从高与矮；我曾亲眼把他睐。
I dream about the perfect way, tae make this devil die.
我梦想着一种完美的方式，好让这恶魔死痛快。
Come taste ma blade ya manky bear for gobblin' up ma leg!
当妖精缠住我的腿时你这脏熊快往我刀上来！
I'll hunt ye then I'll skin ye, hang your noggin on a peg!
我要猎杀你然后剥了你的皮，在钉子上挂你的脑袋。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度！
You're ancient as the highlands and as unforgivin' too.
你同高地一般也如不恕一样非常的老古。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度！
Now the time has come for all of us tae slaughter you!
现在是时候了该我们大家一起把你屠!
He's bigger than a Cuillin, killin' armies with his paws.
他比库林丘陵还高大，灭军队用利爪。
Mor'du is never happy till the blood runs from his jaws.
魔度绝不感到快乐直到血流出下巴。
He murders in the mountains and he fights with ev'ry clan.
他在深山老林杀人还战胜各群雄部落。
His teeth and jowls have ripped the hearts fae many a highland man.
他的牙齿下颌把许多高地人的心撕破。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度！
He's stolen lads and lassies and wee 'bonnie babies too'!
他偷掉小伙窃走姑娘连漂亮婴儿也被掳！
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度!
Now the time has come for all of us tae slaughter you!
现在是时候了该我们大家一起把你屠!
Through glen and bog and peat and fog we'll find your furry lair.
穿过幽谷沼泽泥炭迷雾我们找到你毛茸窝。
And then we'll lance you, make you dance- you bear that are nae mair.
再投掷长矛逼你跳舞——你这熊从不嫌多。
We'll roast your rump, add haggis and neeps, and fry your blue blood black.
烤你的臀部，羊杂碎胡萝卜，煎蓝血成黑色的一坨。
We'll mix a slice of thigh with spice and grill you on the rack.
最后混合一片香料火腿在支架上把你烤爇。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度!
We'll bile yur heed wae dumplin' breed tae make an ursine stew.
我们会取下你的头颅用饺包做炖菜味道那叫一个苦。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度!
Now the time has come for all the clans tae slaughter you!
现在是时候了该我们大家一起把你屠!
We'll make his hide 'a cozy chair', his head upon the wall.
我们把他藏在安逸椅，他的头往墙上送。
We'll splash a dram of whiskey on his snout at every ball.
我们倒上一杯威士忌，泼他鼻孔每个洞。
Tales will tell from glen to glen of how we slayed the beast.
故事飘过了各个峡谷，屠熊之人被赞颂。
And all will toast brave highland men at every royal feast.
为高地勇士敬酒数杯，每每皇室盛宴丰。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度!
The legend spreads from fire tae fire, of the devil that we slew.
传说传颂了一代代，关于一个恶魔怎样入的土。
Mor'du, Mor'du
魔度，魔度
Mor'du, Mor'du!
魔度，魔度!
Now the time has come for all the clans tae slaughter you!
现在是时候了该我们大家一起把你屠!