Now raise your voice Christania
Sing to our end
At least so I've been told
At least so I've heard
Fine time to take a stand
So better make it count
No one will be giving up
On your own accord or account
And I've just been up and back down this old road
Then I've been lost
From warmer lands of the East
To the knees deep permafrost
I've been here then I'll be there
I swear I'll be right back
Either bringer of gifts and of love
Or thief ready to sack
I wonder I wonder the land
What will it even look like
After you've made your arm's call
Colonels have started their fight
I bid you well my Christania
But don't you feel left behind
Once I'll return to seek comfort and rest
No one else I'd rather find
No one else I'd rather find