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Where the Alzette runs through the meadows,
the Sauer breaks through the rocks,
where the vine blooms fragrantly along the Moselle,
the sky makes wine for us,
that is our country, for which we would dare
everything down here,
our homeland, which we carry so deeply
in our hearts.
In its dark forest wreath,
quietly guarded by peace,
so without pomp and expensive splendor,
cozy sweet it laughs,
its people can happily say to themselves,
and it is not empty dreams,
how it lives so homely in it,
how it is so good at home.
Song, song of mountain and valley,
of the earth that bore us.
Love has carried a faithful echo
in every breast,
for home no way is too beautiful
every word that sounds from it,
reaches into our souls like heavenly tones
and the eye flashes like fire.
O Thou above, whose hand
Through the world guides the nations,
Thou keepest the Luxembourg land
From foreign yoke and woe.
You have already given us all as children
the free spirit yes.
Let the sun of freedom continue to shine,
which we have seen for so long.