Yes, we love with fond devotion
This our land that looms
Rugged, storm-scarred o'er the ocean
With her thousand homes.
Love her, in our love recalling
Those who gave us birth.
And old tales which night, in falling,
Brings as dreams to earth.
And old tales which night, in falling,
Brings as dreams, as dreams to earth.
Norsemen whatsoe'er thy station,
Thank thy God whose power
willed and wrought the land's salvation
In her darkest hour.
All our mothers sought with weeping
And our sires in fight,
God has fashioned in His keeping
Till we gained our right.
God has fashioned in His keeping
Till we gained, we gained our right.
Yes, we love with fond devotion
This our land that looms
Rugged, storm-scarred o'er the ocean
With her thousand homes.
And, as warrior sires have made her
Wealth and fame increase,
At the call we too will aid her
Armed to guard her peace.
At the call we too will aid her
Armed to guard, to guard her peace.
Ca 1864.
Lyrics by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson.
Music by Rikard Nordraak.
Translator unknown.
I wish all my readers a wonderful Constitution Day. :-)
And happy birthday to AudiX78!! :-D
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4 comments:
Ja, hurra!! :-) Var det noe sol igjen da du kom hjem da? ;-)
happy birthday
thank you! :-)
Det skal jeg hilse og si. Helt utrolig flaks hadde vi faktisk. :-) Værgudene var virkelig på vår side!! :-D
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