Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

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

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

Han viiger for bendes
Med een Mystik
hende mod Hirtenskir

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

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

Med Skrit. mod ham -
Dybt

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

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

Until he saw pitie in her
Where all the did shine
And soone all joie die
Her glazed did wander
A mayden in grandeur
alone & lost

From her he retreats
in mournfulle Mysterie
He takes her in his

But dark & dead is her
Evil took her breath
Her were by him devour'd
And inside of him a fire
Of Hate & & Hope so sad

The Moone forth
anew above her Soule -
Stolen by the dark,
Binding Magick of

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 gift to my heart