Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Passion

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

Til han saae
I hendes ine, der alt Lius vaer
Der al Glde snart endt
Slig een hellig, vacker
Det brustne Blik
Hun kindte Haabet

Han for bendes Blik
Med een Mystik
Fylder mod Hirtenskir

Med hendes Ild ligger & dd
Ondskab hver een Gld
hviide Gloe, dend slukte han
Men dend ha'r skabt een Brand
Aff Had & & tungindigt Haab

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

Med Skrit. mod ham -
Dybt

"Du Sendebud,
som brer Fryckt fra 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 with sorrow none
For hath passed is gone
His regret the absence
Of desires his teares

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

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

But & dead is her light
Evil took her breath
Her embers were by him
And of him a fire buildes
Of Hate & & Hope so sad

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

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 denied desires,
Thy gift to my heart