Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

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

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

Han viiger for bendes
Med een smertelig
hende mod Hirtenskir

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

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

Med Skrit. mod ham -
berrt:

"Du Sendebud,
som brer Fryckt fra 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 with sorrow
For hath passed is gone
His regret the absence
Of worthie his teares

Until he saw pitie in her
Where all the did shine
And soone all should die
Her eyne did wander
A mayden pure in
Left alone &

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

But dark & dead is her
Evil her fire's breath
Her embers were by him
And inside of him a buildes
Of Hate & Love & so sad

The Moone forth
Born anew her Soule -
here by the dark,
Binding of olde

Frighten'd she him,
And

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