Du gamla, Du fria, Du fjällhöga nordDu tysta, Du glädjerika sköna!
Jag hälsar Dig, vänaste land uppå jord,
Din sol, Din himmel, Dina ängder gröna.
- Du tronar på minnen från fornstora dar,
då ärat Ditt namn flög över jorden.
Jag vet att Du är och förblir vad Du var.
Ja, jag vill leva, jag vill dö, i Norden
June 6th
On this day 1523 A.D, Gustav Vasa was crowned King of Sweden by the Stockholm nobility who preferred being ruled by one of their own rather than by a Danish king. Gustav Vasa later proclaimed that Sweden would follow the Protestant reformation, he took control over a few key factors in ruling a kingdom--primarily the army and the money, and he is generally considered to be the king that founded the Swedish nation.
On the very same day 351 years later, June 6 of 1974, the Swedish king legally and officially lost his last remnants of power, as the country became a constitutional monarchy with parliamentarism written into the constitution.
2 comments:
You forgot the last two verses - that's where it starts to get interesting...
Very true, but that's also where the poetry becomes really bad... ;-)
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