Of quiet, joyful beauty,

I greet you, loveliest land on earth,

Your sun, your sky, your green meadows.

Your sun, your sky, your green meadows.

You are throned on memories of olden days

When the honour of your name spread over the earth.

I know that you are and will remain what you were.

Oh, may I live, may die in the Nordic North!

Oh, may I live, may die in the Nordic North