Nation

All that I had

In which I took delight

Out of sight

All that of which I dreamt

All that I was longing for

Now lost somewhere in time

Hidden in a heathen rhyme

Dreams that hold a nation

Time comes to turn

Misfortunes back around

Gaining ground

Time will return for dreams

Time for what we´re longing for

By law we built this land

Would that it forever stand

Dreams that hold a nation

Allt, sem þjóÐin átti og naut

Allt, sem hana dreymir

Allt, sem hún þráÐi og aldrei hlaut

AlþyÐustakan geymir