Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

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

Til han Medynk
I hendes ine, der alt Lius tendt
Der al Glde snart vaer
een Pige hellig, vacker
Det Blik flacker
Hun kindte Haabet

Han viiger for bendes
Med een smertelig
Fylder mod Hirtenskir

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

Nyfdt Maanen Frem
det Sind som her bleff rfved
Aff mrcke,
Magi paa hende

Med Skrit. mod ham -
berrt:

"Du Sendebud,
som Fryckt fra Mand til Brud,
Du Menskehadets 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 passed is gone
His sole the absence
Of desires worthie his

Until he saw in her eyne
all the light did shine
And all joie should die
Her glazed eyne did
A pure in grandeur
Left alone &

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

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

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

Frighten'd she him,
And

Thou, of the Devil,
Who brings fear into hearts,
Thou, elixir to the of men
And air to my Soule, now
me not, O shadow,
Before I give away
To these long desires,
Thy gift to my dying