Danish Theedsong

Ferse	Danish	Anglish
I	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	There is a lovely land it stands with broad beech-trees, near the salty eastern strand It bends itself in hill, dale, its name is old Denmark, and it is the hall of Freya.
II	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	There sat in olden times the gouthsared kemp rested from wyes Then they went forth to the fiend' wound, now their bones are resting, behind the mound's tallstone.
III	Det land endnu er skønt, thi blå sig søen bælter, og løvet står så grønt Og ædle kvinder, skønne møer og mænd og raske svende bebo de danskes øer	That land is still lovely, for the sea waves so hewen mirthful, and the tree leaves stand so green And athel women, sheen maidens and men and strong swains bow the Danes' islands.
IV	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!	Hail king and fatherland! Hail every orefast landers, who works, what he can! Our old Denmark shall bestand, as long as the beech-tree glittens its top in the hewen wave!