Folkefiendar - Vreid

No er me folkefiendar me som nektar

Å selja landet vårt for noken pris

Ja no er «folkefiende"siste slagord

Men dette ordet, det har dobbelt egg

Me har eit drama om «ein folkefiende»

Han stod åleine I si strid med mobben

Men har bar sigeren heim — Rygg mot vegg!

No skrik mugen: dei vil selja Noreg

For usle dollars eller skitne pund!

Den dømer myntsorten, men ikkje salet

Men vakt deg Judar, for ditt eige spark

For dette skriket om pund og dollars,

Det minner oss, ja minner oss så forbanna

Om tredve sølvpengar I tyske mark

Now we are enemies of the people like nectar

To sell our country for some price

Yes, now "enemy of the people" is the last slogan

But this word, it has double eggs

We have a drama about «an enemy of the people»

He stood alone in his fight with the mob

But has carried the winner home - Back to the wall!

Now scream mugen: they want to sell Norway

For lousy dollars or dirty pounds!

It judges the coin type, but not the saddle

But watch out, Judar, for your own kick

For this scream about pounds and dollars,

It reminds us, yes reminds us so pissed

About thirty silver coins In German marks