In Switzerland, in the beautiful land,
Mistress Music, how gladly you tarry,
Where far and near, everything, everything
Immediately offers its hand to you in greeting!
  The storm that roars over the rock faces,
The mountain brook that rushes down from the crag;
The wave at the lake with its ringing,
And reeds and bushes with their singing;
The breath that passes through the leas,
The forest at the river with its song.

  For in Switzerland, in the happy land,
You have been at home since time immemorial!
How so jauntily from your gaze
Joy flames forth in the bright glow!
  You glorious one! we share your delight!
There is not one who can still remain sad!
Like the alphorn upon the green meadows,
Like the bird in the cool shade,
Everyone joins in [the music] from a full bosom,
And everyone wants to be the happiest one!

  In Switzerland, in the free land,
How you immediately feel so well in your spirit!
How your steps hasten and your blood surges,
And your garment flutters in the wind!
  The heart laughs in everyone's body,
When you lead the way in battle,
When into the flashing, into the storming
You joyfully let your sounds blare forth,
And when you, Mistress Music, call loudly,
Victory! Victory!

  In Switzerland, in the dear land,
Oh, teach us to trust in God, the Lord,
The sure refuge, the eternal star
Before which every darkness yet vanished!
  Help us to sing thanks and praise to Him
With the joyful melody of bright cymbals!
Help us to praise Him with resounding organ tones,
May heart upon heart rise in flight!
United let us down here already
All kneel before His throne!

  In Switzerland, in Switzerland,
Oh tarry, tarry on and on!
Sound and word greet you joyfully
Upon the highest corn snow, at the most distant shore!
  The most beautiful thing you espied among us,
Transfigure, transfigure it for us beautifully and familiarly!
The loftiest [thoughts] that may tremble through a heart,
Shall live forever through you, through you!
Mistress Music! oh, remain faithful to us,
As we all exalt you anew!