1 Ja, vi elsker dette landet, som det stiger frem, furet, vaerbitt over vannet, med de tusen hjem. Elsker, elsker det og tenker pa var far og mor og den saganatt som senker dr�mme pa var jord. og den saganatt som senker dr�mme pa var jord. 2 Dette landet Harald berget med sin kjemperad, dette landet Hakon verget medens �yvind kvad; Olav pa det landet malte korset med sitt blod, fra dets h�ye Sverre talte Roma midt imot. 3 B�nder sine �kser brynte hvor en haer dro frem, Tordenskiold langs kysten lynte, sa det lystes hjem. Kvinner selv stod opp og strede som de vare menn; andre kunne bare grede, men det kom igjen! 4 Visstnok var vi ikke mange, men vi strakk dog til, da vi pr�vdes noen gange, og det stod pa spill; ti vi heller landet brente enn det kom til fall; husker bare hva som hendte ned pa Fredrikshald! 5 Harde tider har vi d�yet, ble til sist forst�tt; men i verste n�d bla�yet frihet ble oss f�dt. Det gav faderkraft a baere hungersn�d og krig, det gav d�den selv sin aere – og det gav forlik. 6 Fienden sitt vapen kastet, opp visiret for, vi med undren mot ham hastet, ti han var var bror. Drevne frem pa stand av skammen gikk vi s�derpa; nu vi star tre br�dre sammen, og skal sadan sta! 7 Norske mann i hus og hytte, takk din store Gud! Landet ville han beskytte, skj�nt det m�rkt sa ut. Alt hva fedrene har kjempet, m�drene har grett, har den Herre stille lempet sa vi vant var rett. 8 Ja, vi elsker dette landet, som det stiger frem, furet, vaerbitt over vannet, med de tusen hjem. Og som fedres kamp har hevet det av n�d til seir, ogsa vi, nar det blir krevet,
for dets fred slar leir.
1 Yes, we love this country as it rises forth, rugged, weathered, above the sea, with the thousands of homes. Loving, loving it and thinking about our father and mother and the saga night that sends dreams to our earth. and the saga night that sends dreams to our earth. 2 This country Harald united with his army of heroes, this country Hakon protected whilst �yvind sung; upon the country Olav painted with his blood the cross, from its heights Sverre spoke up against Rome. https://www.world-countries.orghttps://www.world-countries.org 3 Farmers their axes sharpened wherever an army advanced, Tordenskiold along the coastline thundered so that we could see it back home. Even women stood up and fought as if they were men; others could only cry but that soon would end! 4 Sure, we were not many but we were enough, when we were tested sometimes, and it was at stake; we would rather burn our land than to declare defeat; just remember what happened down at Fredrikshald! 5 Hard times we have coped with, were at last disowned; but in the worst distress, blue-eyed freedom was to us born. It gave (us) father’s strength to carry famine and war, it gave death itself its honour – and it gave reconciliation. 6 The enemy threw away his weapon, up the visor went, we, in wonder, to him hastened, because he was our brother. Driven forth to a stand by shame we went to the south; now we three brothers stand united, and shall stand like that! 7 Norseman in house and cabin, thank your great God! The country he wanted to protect, although things looked dark. All the fights fathers have fought, and the mothers have wept, the Lord has quietly moved so we won our rights. 8 Yes, we love this country as it rises forth, rugged, weathered, above the sea, with those thousand homes. And as the fathers’ struggle has raised it from need to victory, even we, when it is demanded,
for its peace will encamp (for defence).