Her skylit eye From the lone winter's colde They fear'd that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim'd the saw
Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Ski¦r Aff baade Liiv & Ded Rasende lader han Bliket binde Lefter dit i Maaneskinnet O Wanderer in this infernal Night
: Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig F¦rd Hans eeneste Sorrig v¦re at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare v¦rdt Til han Medynk
har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa red som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved S¦ngen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man
he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter's colde Soone fulfill'd - And his yearning Towards a winter's night Wandering alone, The Wolf
these fooles A power pure, nature unveil'd Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man
with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt
I et eevig, dedstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild efve giengi¦rd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! The images of Wolf once served
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig F¦rd Hans eeneste Sorrig v¦re at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare v¦rdt Til han Medynk
mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter's colde Soone fulfill'd - And his yearning Towards a winter's night Wandering alone, The Wolf
Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they