My Norway


Earth is a being with many worries,
actions, and stories.
Those to the left are like that and nourish
those to the right.
Up in the north there is one controlling
any side calling
as they their definite way are strolling,
lovely to sight.

My Norway, you suffice
as sovereign state.
Both tenure and office
you love and you hate.

Norway, my Norway,
my only, I dear say.
Your kind is in Heaven.
Be up to ten!

So, when confusion is ruling your mind,
take to Heaven, girl,
you are the pearl.

Norway, my Norway,
my only, I dear say.
Your kind is in Heaven.
Be up to ten!

You are the spring and the autumn knowing,
mission bestowing.
Anyone sensitive you see growing
as the effect.
Fresh and sensational is your nature.
Fine be the culture.
Any advance from a common vulture
you will reject.

My Norway, your vision
at no time is blurred.
You always see mission
as starting point stirred.

Norway, my Norway,
my only, I dear say.
Your kind is in Heaven.
Be up to ten!

So, when confusion is ruling your mind,
take to Heaven, girl,
you are the pearl.

Norway, my Norway,
my only, I dear say.
Your kind is in Heaven.
Be up to ten!

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