You quiet, you joyful beauty!
I greet you, most beautiful land upon earth,
/:Your sun, Your sky, Your meadows green.:/
You throne upon memories of great olden days,
When honored your name flew over the world,
I know that you are and will be as you were,
/: Yes, I want to live I want to die in the North
I forever will serve my beloved country,
your faith until death will I swear,
Your right will I protect with mind and with hand,
/:your banner, full of feats, carry high.:/
Along God shall I struggle (fight), for home and for hearth,
for Sweden, the dear fosterland.
I trade You not, for anything in the world
/: No, I want to live I want to die in the North.:/
Saluteeeeeee
