[Nordmannen]
Mellom bakkar og berg ut med havet
Heve nordmannen fenge sin heim
Der han sjlv heve tuftene grave
Og
sett sjlv sine hus opp deim
Han sg ut p dei steinute strender
Det var ingen, som der hadde bygt
Lat oss rydja og byggja oss
grender
Og so eiga me rudningen trygt
Han sg ut p det brute havet
Det var ruskut leggja utp
Men det leikade fisk med i
kavet
Og den leiken den ville han sj
Hill nordmann
Fram p vinteren stundom han tenkte
Gjev eg var her til evig
tid
Og nr nordljoset skinner i fr oven
Blir hans stlhjerte fylt med grusom savn
[Between Hills And Mountains
(translation)]
Between hills and mountains out by the sea
The norseman have found his home
Where he himself have digged the
foundations
And himself has placed his houses upon them
He stared out on the stone-covered shores
There was noone, who there
had built
Let us clear a place and build farms
And then we will safely own the clearing
He stared out at the waves on the
sea
It was rough to embark out there
But fish played down in the bustle
And that playing he wanted to see
Hail
norseman
In the winter he seldom thought
If only I were here forever
And when the northern lights shines from above
His
steelheart is filled with grusome longing
