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 Taare

Til han Medynk
I hendes ine, der alt Lius vaer
Der al snart vaer endt
Slig een hellig, vacker
Det brustne flacker
Hun kindte brast

Han viiger for Blik
Med een Mystik
Fylder hende mod

Med Ild ligger sort & dd
qvalte hver een Gld
Dend Gloe, dend slukte han
Men dend skabt een mcktig Brand
Aff Had & Elskov & Haab

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

Med Skrit. mod ham -
Dybt

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

On he hunts sorrow none
For what hath is gone
His sole the absence
Of desires worthie his

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

From her eyne he
Clad in mournfulle
He her heart in his

But dark & is her light
Evil took her breath
Her embers by him devour'd
And inside of him a buildes
Of Hate & & Hope so sad

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

Frighten'd she him,
And

Thou, of the Devil,
Who brings into lovers' hearts,
Thou, to the hatred of men
And air to my Soule, now
me not, O shadow,
Before I give myself
To these long desires,
Thy to my dying heart