Hino da Finlândia

Oh our land, Finland, our birthplace
Sound, golden word!
No valley, no hill
No water, shore dearer
Than this northern homeland
Land of our fathers

No valley, no hill
No water, shore dearer
Than this northern homeland
Land of our fathers

From the shell of your blossom
Once more shall bloom
Our love shall rise
In the shine of your hope, joy
And once your song, our birthplace
Shall get a higher echo!

Our love shall rise
In the shine of your hope, joy
And once your song, our birthplace
Shall get a higher echo!