" Forward! forward! "
Rang our fathers' battle-cry.
" Forward! forward! "
Norsemen, be our watchword high!
All that fires the spirit and makes the heart's faith bright,
For that we forward go with might
And faithful fight.


" Forward! forward! "
Whoso loves a home that 's free.
" Forward! forward! "
Freedom's course must ever be.
Though it shall be tested by doubt and by defeat,
Who will the losses' count repeat
When vict'ries greet?


" Forward! forward! "
Whoso trusts in Norway's day.
" Forward! forward! "
Whoso goes our fathers' way.
Hid in Northern mountains are spirit-treasures true,
They shall, when dawns the morning's blue,
Come forth anew.