Moder, i ditt milde øie speiler seg en himmelsk fred, og vår fader i det høye, lot din sol så skjønt gå ned.

Mother, in your soft eyes,
Reflected a heavenly peace,
And our Father in the highest,
Let the sun lovely go down... 

I ne`er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet
Sintra it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete
My legs refused to walk away
My love to Sintra has been completed.

False to my nature ?  Rather say I play...
The man I am.