All that I had In which I took delight Out of sight All that of which I dreamt All that I was longing for Now lost somewhere in time Hidden in a heathen rhyme Dreams that hold a nation Time comes to turn Misfortunes back around Gaining ground Time will return for dreams Time for what we´re longing for By law we built this land Would that it forever stand Dreams that hold a nation Allt, sem þjóÐin átti og naut Allt, sem hana dreymir Allt, sem hún þráÐi og aldrei hlaut AlþyÐustakan geymir