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