Halfdan Kjerulf

Norway’s oldest Forts and boldest
Are its mountains high
Dismal death there burrows
Deep in rocky furrows.
Beacons shining, Tops defining,
Day and night espy.
And no fighting He is sighting
Put the gun away.
You who went bear hunting
Deck your hut with bunting
Valiant hunstman
Lift your cup to Hills and Liberty.

(English by Torgeir Edland)