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Norwegian Echo
We have campfired here
By the deep blue sea
And the slender trees
On a lonesom isle
All that we hold dear
In the north and south
Can be seen so clear
in the golden glow
As the sun goes down
Everything is still
Then our camp-fire song
Echoes o'er the hill.
We have campfired here,
By the deep deep fjord.
And the slender trees,
On Norwegian soil.
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