The country's rugged heathland
See the nation's sea and sand
This our people's pride and joy now
Yeah, this our motherland
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Soar aloft you Golden Eagle
High above the sea and sand
High above the dark oak forests now
Hail to you my motherland
Old ancient oak trees
And dark beech groves
Greening birch trees
Frame the meadow-land, soar aloft now...
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Farmers and towns-people, of true blood stock
Always hail now to their homeland, in loyalty, soar aloft now
Here motherland, always be our watchword
Our loyalty to the homeland, in all times to come, soar aloft now...
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