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 vrdt

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

Han viiger for bendes
Med een Mystik
Fylder mod Hirtenskir

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

Nyfdt bres Frem
det Sind som her bleff rfved
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 viiser Kindsler som ieg hafvde
For at nre fr ieg din Fangst"

On he hunts with sorrow
For hath passed is gone
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 eyne did wander
A pure in grandeur
Left & lost

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

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

The Moone comes
anew above her Soule -
Stolen by the dark,
Binding of olde

she nears him,
And

Thou, of the Devil,
Who brings into lovers' 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