Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

Uden Sorrig for det, som
Han paa nye & farlig Frd
Hans eeneste Sorrig vre at han fandt
Som vaer een vrdt

Til han saae
I hendes ine, der alt vaer tendt
Der al Glde vaer endt
een Pige hellig, vacker
Det Blik flacker
Hun kindte brast

Han viiger for bendes
Med een smertelig
Fylder hende mod

Med Ild ligger sort & dd
qvalte hver een Gld
Dend hviide Gloe, slukte han
Men dend ha'r skabt een mcktig
Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt

bres Maanen Frem
Ofver det Sind som her bleff
Aff mrcke,
Magi paa fved

Med Skrit. mod ham -
berrt:

"Du Sendebud,
som Fryckt fra Mand til Brud,
Du reene Styrkedrik,
Du for min Sil, som dr;
ey bort, o Skygge, fr
Ieg viiser Kindsler som ieg Angst
For at nre fr ieg din Fangst"

On he hunts with none
For hath passed is gone
His sole regret the
Of desires worthie his

he saw pitie in her eyne
Where all the light did
And soone all joie die
Her glazed eyne did
A pure in grandeur
Left alone &

her eyne he retreats
Clad in Mysterie
He takes her in his

But & dead is her light
took her fire's breath
Her embers were by him
And of him a fire buildes
Of Hate & & Hope so sad

The comes forth
Born anew her Soule -
Stolen by the dark,
Magick of olde

Frighten'd she him,
And

Thou, of the Devil,
Who fear into lovers' hearts,
Thou, elixir to the of men
And air to my Soule, now
me not, O shadow,
Before I myself away
To these denied desires,
Thy gift to my heart