Der er et yndigt land,
det star med brede b�ge
naer salten �sterstrand :|
Det bugter sig i bakke, dal,
det hedder gamle Danmark
og det er Frejas sal :|
Der sad i fordums tid
de harniskklaedte kaemper,
udhvilede fra strid :|
Sa drog de frem til fjenders m�n,
nu hvile deres bene
bag h�jens bautasten :|
Det land endnu er sk�nt,
thi bla sig s�en baelter,
og l�vet star sa gr�nt :|
Og aedle kvinder, sk�nne m�'r
og maend og raske svende
bebo de danskes �er :|
Hil drot og faedreland!
Hil hver en danneborger,
som virker, hvad han kan! :|
Vort gamle Danmark skal besta,
sa laenge b�gen spejler
sin top i b�lgen bla :|
There is a lovely land
with spreading, shady beeches
Near salty Baltic beach :|
Its hills and valleys gently fall,
its ancient name is Denmark,
And it is Freya's hall :|
There in the ancient days
the armoured Vikings rested
Between their bloody frays :|
Then they went forth the foe to face,
now found in stone-set barrows,
Their final resting place :|
This land is still as fair,
the sea is blue around it,
And peace is cherished there :|
Strong men and noble women stillhttps://www.world-countries.orghttps://www.world-countries.org
uphold their country's honour
With faithfulness and skill :|