I Den Trolska Dalens Hjarta

Det gnolande skydrag svävar tungt
Genom barrbältens mörka sal
En dryadlik stämma som mässar lugnt
Under ärans grönskande symboler
De äro markens väktare i ursprungets dal
En furobrödraskara konungslig i aftonvind sval.

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Under eder skygd, min tanke leds av friden
I den trolska dalens hjärta
Ulvars sköna bygd, mitt hem i skymningstiden
Den trolska dalens hjärta
Enlaglandsmark sa barnafrom
Den trolska dalens hjärta
Fröjdens tempel och helgedom
Den trolska dalens hjärta.

En ljungbeskrudad gruktbar skogsterräng
Emellan bergsidors prakt
För vila erbjuds mossprydd säng
Där silverbäck melodiskt leker
Allt äro ett sprakrör av fullbordandets höga makt
Och korpen i skyn en gatfull skald pa senkvällsjakt.

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[English translation:]

In The Heart Of The Bewitching Valley

The humming rain clouds float heavily
Through needle-belts' dark arcade
A dryad-like voice which masses calmly
Under honour's verduring symbols
They are the land's guardians in the primordial valley
A kingly fellowship of pines in cool evening wind.

Under your protection, my thought is led by the peace
In the heart of the bewitching valley
Wolves' beautiful country, my home in the time of twillight
The heart of the bewitching valley
A lowland country as gentle as a child
The heart of the bewitching valley
Joy's temple and sanctuary
The heart of the bewitching valley.

A heather dressed fruitful forest terrain
Between mountain side's splendour
Moss addorned bed is offered for rest
Where silvery brook plays melodically
Everything is a mouthpiece of fulfilment's high power
And the raven in the sky an enigmatic poet on late evening hunt.

Under your protection, my thought is led by the peace
In the heart of the bewitching valley
Wolves' beautiful country, my home in the time of twillight
The heart of the bewitching valley
A lowland country as gentle as a child
The heart of the bewitching valley
Joy's temple and sanctuary
The heart of the bewitching valley.