Our Country, Who's Become So Old (Nunarput utoqqarsuanngoravit)

Our country, who's become so old your head all covered with white hair.
Always held us, your children, in your bosom providing the riches of your coasts.

As middle children in the family we blossomed here Greenland,
we want to call ourselves before your proud and honourable head.

With a burning desire to develop what you have to give, renewing,
Removing your obstacles our desire to move is forward, forward.

The way of matured societies is our zealous goal to attain;
the effect of speech and letters we long to behold.

Humbleness is not the course Greenland wake up and be proud!
A dignified life is our goal; couragously take a stand.