Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

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

Til han saae
I hendes ine, der alt vaer tendt
Der al snart vaer endt
een Pige hellig, vacker
Det brustne flacker
Hun kindte Haabet

Han viiger for bendes
Med een smertelig
Fylder mod Hirtenskir

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

Nyfdt bres Frem
Ofver det Sind som her bleff
Aff mrcke,
paa hende fved

Med Skrit. mod ham -
berrt:

"Du Sendebud,
som brer 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 sorrow none
For hath passed is gone
His sole the absence
Of desires worthie his

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

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

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

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

Frighten'd she him,
And

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