Finland

Finnish lyrics 1. Oi maamme Suomi, synnyinmaa! Soi, sana kultainen! Ei laaksoa ei kukkulaa, Ei vettä, rantaa rakkaampaa, Kuin kotimaa tää pohjoinen, Maa kallis isien! Ei laaksoa ei kukkulaa, Ei vettä, rantaa rakkaampaa, Kuin kotimaa tää pohjoinen, Maa kallis isien! 11. Sun kukoistukses kuorestaan Kerrankin puhkeaa! Viel’ lempemme saa nousemaan, Sun toivos, riemus loistossaan, Ja kerran laulus, synnyinmaa, Korkeemman kaiun saa. Viel’ lempemme saa nousemaan, Sun toivos, riemus loistossaan, Ja kerran laulus, synnyinmaa, Korkeemman kaiun saa. Swedish lyrics 1. Vårt land, vårt land, vårt fosterland, Ljud höjd, o dyra ord! Ej lyfts en höjd mot himlens rand, Ej sänks en dal, ej sköljs en strand, Mer älskad än vår bygd i nord, Än våra fäders jord. Ej lyfts en höjd mot himlens rand, Ej sänks en dal, ej sköljs en strand, Mer älskad än vår bygd i nord, Än våra fäders jord. 11. Din blomning, sluten än i knopp, Skall mogna ur sitt tvång; Se, ur vår kärlek skall gå opp Ditt ljus, din glans, din fröjd, ditt hopp, Och högra klinga skall en gång Vår fosterländska sång. Se, ur vår kärlek skall gå opp Ditt ljus, din glans, din fröjd, ditt hopp, Och högra klinga skall en gång Vår fosterländska sång. English translation (of Finnish lyrics) 1. O our home country, Finland, the land where we were born, sound high, you golden word! There is no valley, no mountain, no lake or shore more dear, than this northern home, the land of our fathers. There is no valley, no mountain, no lake or shore more dear, than this northern home, the land of our fathers. 11. There shall be time when you will burst into full blossom, then our love shall be roused by your glorious hope and joy, at last, your song, o motherland, will sound in higher tone! Our love shall be roused by your glorious hope and joy, at last, your song, o motherland, will sound in higher tone! English versification (of Swedish lyrics) 1. Our land, our land, our fatherland, Sound loud, O name of worth! No mount that meets the heaven’s band. No hidden vale, no wavewashed strand. Is loved, as is our native North. Our own forefathers’ earth. No mount that meets the heaven’s band. No hidden vale, no wavewashed strand. Is loved, as is our native North. Our own forefathers’ earth. 11. Thy blossom, in the bud laid low, Yet ripened shall upspring. See! From our love once more shall grow Thy light, thy joy, thy hope, thy glow! And clearer yet one day shall ring The song our land shall sing. See! From our love once more shall grow Thy light, thy joy, thy hope, thy glow! And clearer yet one day shall ring The song our land shall sing.