Der er et yndigt land

by Adam Oehlenschläger

Original language	Literal translation	Free metrical translation
1. Der er et yndigt land, det står med brede bøge nær salten østerstrand Det bugter sig i bakke, dal, det hedder gamle Danmark og det er Frejas sal	1. There is a lovely country it stands with broad beeches near the salty eastern beach It winds itself in hill, valley, it is called old Denmark and it is Freja's hall	1. There is a lovely land with spreading, shady beeches Near Baltic's salty strand Its hills and valleys gently fall, its ancient name is Denmark, And it is Freya's hall
2. Der sad i fordums tid de harniskklædte kæmper, udhvilede fra strid Så drog de frem til fjenders mén, nu hvile deres bene bag højens bautasten	2. There sat in former times, the armour-suited giants, rested from confict Then they journeyed forwards to their enemies' injury, now their bones are resting behind the small hill's menhir	2. There in the ancient days the armoured Vikings rested Between their bloody frays Then they went forth the foe to face, now found in stone-set barrows, Their final resting place
3. Det land endnu er skønt, thi blå sig søen bælter, og løvet står så grønt Og ædle kvinder, skønne mø'r og mænd og raske svende bebo de danskes øer	3. That country is still lovely, because the sea waves so blue frolic, and the foliage stands so green And noble women, beautiful maidens, and men and brisk swains inhabit the Danes' islands	3. This land is still as fair, the sea is blue around it, And peace is cherished there Strong men and noble women still uphold their country's honour With faithfulness and skill
4. Hil drot og fædreland! Hil hver en danneborger, som virker, hvad han kan! Vort gamle Danmark skal bestå, så længe bøgen spejler sin top i bølgen blå	4. Hail king and fatherland! Hail every a townsman, that works, what he can Our old Denmark shall endure, as long the beech reflects its top in the wave so blue	4. (n/a)