igennem sit arvede rige.
Og blomsterne flyver mod ham og hans hes
Og blomsterne flyver mod ham og hans hes
t fra by og fra bondemands dige.
De nikker fra sadlen, de fylder hans favn
De nikker fra sadlen, de fylder hans favn
og lægger uvisneligt grønt om hans navn.
Beginning of the song Der rider en Konge
A king rides in sun and wind
through his inherited kingdom.
And the flowers fly towards him and his horse
from the city and from the farmer's dyke.
They nod from the saddle, they fill his arms
and put indelible green around his name.
Beginning of the song Der rider en Konge
about Christian X.
