I will fight for my land, <br />I will work for my land, <br />Will it foster with love, in my faith, in my child. <br />I will eke every gain, <br />I will seek boot for bane, <br />From its easternmost bound to the western sea wild. <br /> <br />Here is sunshine enough, <br />Here is seed-earth enough, <br />If by us, if by us all love's duty were done. <br />Here is will to create; <br />Though our burdens be great, <br />We can lift up our land, if we all lift as one. <br /> <br />In the past we went wide <br />O'er the sea's surging tide, <br />And the Norman's high walls stand on many a shore. <br />But our flag flies its way <br />Ever farther to-day <br />And is red with life's vigor as never before. <br /> <br />Great our future shall be; <br />For the Northern lands three <br />Shall unite once again and their true selves shall know. <br />Give your strength and your deed, <br />Where you nearest see need, <br />As a brook to the river that forward shall flow. <br /> <br />Yes, this land where we dwell, <br />Oh, we love it so well, <br />All was, all it is, all it can be again. <br />As our love had its birth <br />In this homeland's dear earth, <br />Shall the seed of our love bring it increase again.<br /><br />Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-fatherland/
