I Danmark er jeg født. Sebastians version. Dronning Margrethe II 40 års jubilæum Musik og kor: Greve Harmoniorkester og 500 korsangere fra hele landet Dirigent: Frans Rasmussen Solist: Signe Sneh Schreiber
Sorry, I'll have to disagree - a abomination. The old version is superior and ought to be our National anthem 😁 Funny - though Danish, to me your Wilhelmus is THE most beautiful National anthem BY FAR. Sing away Oranje🎶
A Norwegian friend - who is of French-Guianian origin (Fransk Guyana) - told me one that the most beautiful Scandinavian languages is Danish. She very much likes hearing Danes speaking in their native language. I agree with her: I think that Det Dansk sprog is really beautiful. Hilsen fra Paris.
Det er bestemt en smuk sang, men da vores nationalsang jo primært bruges som en form for fællessang til diverse arrangementer i dag, ville denne ikke være et godt valg, synes jeg. Folk ville sgu ikke kunne synge den.. Og slet ikke ikke "jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg"-delen af "Dig elsker jeg" i denne version. Jeg foretrækker personligt den oprindelige version af denne sang, men de er nu begge gode, vil jeg mene. Jeg tror bare, at denne version ville falde totalt til jorden, når den gennemsnitlige dansker ikke kan være med. Så er det jo ikke en folkets sang. :)
I am born in Denmark 1. I was born in Denmark, I live there, there I have root, from where my world goes; you Danish language, you are my mother's voice, so sweetly blessed you my heart when. You Danish, fresh beach, where ancient giant tombs stands between apple orchard and hop garden. You I love! Denmark, my homeland! 2. Where does the summer nest well the flower bed richer than here down to the open beach? Where does the full moon stand above the clover meadow as nice as in the beech's homeland? You Danish, fresh beach, where Dannebrogen waves - God gave it to us - God give the best victory! - You I love! Denmark, my homeland! 3. Once you were lord in the whole of the Nordic countries, bid over England - now you are called weak; a small country, and yet so far about the earth than the Danish song and chisel beat are heard. You Danish, fresh beach, plow iron gold horn finder - God give you future as he gave you memories! You I love! Denmark, my homeland! 4. You land where I was born, where I live, where I have root, from where my world goes, where language is my mother's soft voice and as a sweet music my heart reaches. You Danish, fresh beach, with the nest of wild swans, In green islands, my heart's home down here! You I love! Denmark, my homeland!
the better translation ;) 1. In Denmark I was born, there lays my home from there I root, from there my world; you Danish language, you are my mother's tongue, so sweetly blessed you reach my heart. You Danish, fresh beach, where giant tombs of old stand between apple-orchard and hop garden. you I love, Denmark, my Fatherland. 2. Where does the summer make the flower bed more prosperous than here, reaching the open beach? Where does the full-moon stand above clover riddled meadow as lovely as in the Beech tree's Fatherland? you Danish, fresh beach, Where the Dannebrog flies - God gave it us - God give the best victory! You I love, Denmark, my Fatherland. 3. Once you were the Lord of all North, reigned over England - now you're called weak; a small country, and yet so widely known still Danish song and chisel are heard. you Danish, fresh beach, the plough finds Golden Horns - God give you future, as he gave you memories. You I love, Denmark, my Fatherland. 4. You land, where I was born, where I call home, where I am rooted, from where my world goes, where the language is my mother's gentle voice which reaches my heart like sweet music. you Danish, fresh beach, with nests of wild swans, you green islands - here the home of my heart! You I love, Denmark, my Fatherland.
Det var den gang 3. vers også blev sunget og ingen følte sig krænket over teksten. Så synd, at 3. vers ikke længere synges når DR producerer programmet. 3. vers indeholder så præcist vores lands historie fortalt med så få sætninger. Jeg elsker vores land og dets historie.. I Danmark er jeg født og her skal jeg leve indtil den dag, hvor jeg trækker vejret for sidste gang.
