As the northern cold wind blows
Our sacred fire grows
Our fire for our gods
Is spreading our message
To other lands

As the mighty sunna
Reveals her pride
Onto blue sky
United we stand
Our voices raise high
And calling our gods
By the first beams of light

Listen us now
We are singing as one
Our horns we shall blow
Together we'll flow

The trees and flowers
Are warming with sunlight
The mountains and plains
Reveals their might

Our fire still burns
Our message is spread
The beacons does burns
(Seriatim) one by one
Onto the top
Of each heathen land
Into the heart
Of each heathenheart
Var eld brenner for alltid
Brenner pa de hoyeste fjell
Av hver hedensk land
Inn I hjerter av hver hedning

Our fire burns forever
Burns on the highest mountains
On every heathen land
In the heart of the heathens