[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