Duerch d'Fielsen d'Sauer brëcht.

Wou d'Rief laanscht d'Musel dofteg bléit,

Den Himmel Wäin ons mëcht.

Dat as onst Land, fir dat mir gérif,

Heinidden alles won.

Onst Heemechtsland, dat mir sou déif

An onsen Hierzer dron.

Onst Heemechtsland, dat mir sou déif

An onsen Hierzer dron.

O Du do uewen, deem séng Hand

Duurch d'Welt d'Natioune Ieet,

Behitt Du d'Lëtzebuerger Land

Vru friemem Joch a Leed!

Du hues ons all als Kanner schon

De fräie Geescht jo gin.

Looss viru blénken d'Fräiheetssonn,

Déi mir sou laang gesin.

The Sura breaks through the crags.

Where the vine fragrant grows along the Moselle,

The sky promises us wine:

There lies the land for which we willingly

Dare everything down here.

Our Homeland which we so deeply

Carry in our hearts.

O Thou above, Whose powerful hand

Leads the nations through the world,

Protect the Luxembourg land

From foreign yoke and threat.

As children Thou already instilled in us all

The spirit of freedom.

Let freedom's sun, which we have known for so long,

Shine for evermore