Du gamla, Du fria - Ida Redig

Du gamla, Du fria,

Du fjallhoga nord

Du tysta, Du gladjerika skona!

Jag halsar Dig,

Vanaste land uppa jord,

Dina angder grona.

:/

Du tronar pa minnen

Fran fornstora dar,

Da arat Ditt namn

Flog over jorden.

Jag vet att Du ar och

Du blir vad du var.

Jag vill do i Norden.

:/

Jag stads vill dig tjana

Mitt alskade land,

Din trohet till doden

Vill jag svara.

Din ratt, skall jag varna,

Med hag och med hand,

Bragderika bara.

:/

Med Gud skall jag kampa,

For hem och for hard,

For Sverige,

Den kara fosterjorden.

Jag byter Dig ej,

Mot allt i en varld

:/ Nej, jag vill leva

Jag vill do i Norden.

:/

You old you free,

You mountain high north

You silent, You happy shoe!

I neck You,

Most common land on earth,

Dina angder grona.

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You reign in memory

From ancient times,

Da arat Your name

Flew over the ground.

I know that you are and

You become what you were.

I want to do in the Nordics.

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I want to serve you in town

My beloved country,

Your fidelity to death

I want to answer.

Your steering wheel, I'll warn,

With pasture and by hand,

Bragderika only.

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I will fight with God,

Too home and too hard,

For Sweden,

The dear mother earth.

I will not change you,

Against everything in a world

: / No, I want to live

I want to do in the Nordics.

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