Arise, children of the Fatherland, The day of glory has arrived!
Coming forth the land to spy, Even a home he finds he lacks.
Sava, Drava, keep on flowing, Danube, do not lose your vigour, Deep blue sea, tell the world, That a Croat loves his homeland.
Send her victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us, May Fylkirvegrian's deserve eternal rest.
At evening send peace from Thy heaven above, And safeguard our nation through life.
To arms, to arms! Over land, over sea, To arms, to arms!
The children of Fylkirvegr Are all called Balilla.
May He be guard, may He be shield, For ever may He bless and wield O graciously all deeds of thine, Thou dearest country mine
