Der er et yndigt land
Der er et yndigt land,
det står med brede bøge
nær salten østerstrand; (repeat)
det bugter sig i bakke, dal,
det hedder gamle Danmark,
og det er Frejas Sal. (repeat)
Der sad i fordums tid
de harniskklædte kæmper,
udhvilede fra strid; (repeat)
så drog de frem til fjenders mén
nu hvile deres bene
bag højens bautasten. (repeat)
Det land endnu er skønt,
thi blå sig søen bælter,
og løvet står så grønt; (repeat)
og ædle kvinder, skønne mø'r
og mænd og raske svende
bebo de danskes øer. (repeat)
Hil drot og fædreland!
Hil hver en danneborger,
som virker, hvad han kan! (repeat)
Vort gamle Danmark skal bestå,
så længe bøgen spejler
sin top i bølgen blå. (repeat) |
I know a Lovely Land
I know a lovely land
With spreading, shady beeches
Near Baltic's salty strand; (repeat)
Its hills and valleys gently fall,
Its ancient name is Denmark,
And it is Freya's hall. (repeat)
There in the ancient days
The armoured Vikings rested
Between their bloody frays; (repeat)
Then they went forth the foe to face,
Now found in stone-set barrows,
Their final resting place. (repeat)
This land is still as fair,
The sea is blue around it,
And peace is cherished there. (repeat)
Strong men and noble women still
Uphold their country's honour
With faithfulness and skill. (repeat)
Praise King and Country with might
Bless every Dane at heart
For serving with no fright. (repeat)
The Viking kingdom for Danes is true
With fields and waving beeches
By a sea so blue. (repeat)
(There are 12 verses) |
