Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

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

Til han Medynk
I hendes ine, der alt vaer tendt
Der al snart vaer endt
Slig een hellig, vacker
Det brustne Blik
Hun Haabet brast

Han for bendes Blik
Med een smertelig
Fylder mod Hirtenskir

Med hendes Ild sort & dd
qvalte hver een Gld
Dend hviide Gloe, dend han
Men ha'r skabt een mcktig Brand
Aff Had & Elskov & Haab

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

Med Skrit. mod ham -
Dybt

"Du Sendebud,
som brer fra Mand til Brud,
Du reene 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 with none
For what passed is gone
His sole the absence
Of desires his teares

Until he saw in her eyne
Where all the did shine
And all joie should die
Her glazed eyne did
A mayden pure in
Left & lost

her eyne he retreats
Clad in Mysterie
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, elixir to the of men
And air to my Soule, now
me not, O shadow,
Before I give myself
To these long desires,
Thy gift to my dying