Hymne IV - Wolf And Man 歌词

歌曲	Hymne IV - Wolf And Man
歌手	Ulver
专辑	Nattens Madrigal
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	作词 : Garm, Savard
	Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need
	Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu
	Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande,
	Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten
	Dend vaer Smerte
	Medens han gik omkring
	Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først:
	I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte
	Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv
	De træller under ham They fear him,
	Med at troskyldig Sind
	Fryckter ham,
	Een Krafft aff sand Natur,
	Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag
	Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag
	Lig Kvældens Farver Nattens Aandedrag
	For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde
	Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede
	Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv
	Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde
	End han -
	I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung
	Som det sorte Hav
	Der eldsker sine Dyb
	Der -
	Sammenkrøget
	I Vintrens Bund
	Fælder han al deris Glæde,
	Liiv, Mod & Haab
	Maanen, stiigende paanye,
	Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel
	.........Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme
	Som Fryckt i Natten væver
	Skald de fromme atter falme
	The spell did breake and gave release
	To hours amongst Mankynde
	But then, as now, the strayn
	Of living, breathing, yea ev'rie move
	A burden approaching payn
	Dishearten'd he was
	As he wander'd with men
	On the surface of life - no change
	No change as the Beast within
	They fear him, 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 what He did hide
	Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast -
	Mere names given to what they fear'd
	But he -
	In his heart: An abyss unfathomable
	As teh blacken'd sea
	Which loves its deeps
	There -
	An animal shadow crawling
	O'er the wintry soil
	All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes
	The Moone, rising anew,
	Bids him welcome from a waning sky
	... And by the sounding
	Of his midnight psalme
	Feare shall be harvest agayn
	From the Pious hearts of men

	zuo ci : Garm, Savard
	Da Trolddomen bleff h ved need
	Paa Jorden han sv ved: Da som nu
	Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande,
	Ved hver Bev gelse saa stoor at n sten
	Dend vaer Smerte
	Medens han gik omkring
	Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed f rst:
	I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte
	Lig det han hafvde f lt i Ulvens Liiv
	De tr ller under ham They fear him,
	Med at troskyldig Sind
	Fryckter ham,
	Een Krafft aff sand Natur,
	Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag
	Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag
	Lig Kv ldens Farver Nattens Aandedrag
	For ingen Guder st hafver nogensinde
	Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede
	D mon, Phantom Varulv
	Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde
	End han
	I hans Hi rte: Een Affgrund tung
	Som det sorte Hav
	Der eldsker sine Dyb
	Der
	Sammenkr get
	I Vintrens Bund
	F lder han al deris Gl de,
	Liiv, Mod Haab
	Maanen, stiigende paanye,
	Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel
	......... Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme
	Som Fryckt i Natten v ver
	Skald de fromme atter falme
	The spell did breake and gave release
	To hours amongst Mankynde
	But then, as now, the strayn
	Of living, breathing, yea ev' rie move
	A burden approaching payn
	Dishearten' d he was
	As he wander' d with men
	On the surface of life no change
	No change as the Beast within
	They fear him, 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 what He did hide
	Werewolf Phantom, Daemon Beast
	Mere names given to what they fear' d
	But he
	In his heart: An abyss unfathomable
	As teh blacken' d sea
	Which loves its deeps
	There
	An animal shadow crawling
	O' er the wintry soil
	All Hope, Joie Life he slayes
	The Moone, rising anew,
	Bids him welcome from a waning sky
	... And by the sounding
	Of his midnight psalme
	Feare shall be harvest agayn
	From the Pious hearts of men

	zuò cí : Garm, Savard
	Da Trolddomen bleff h ved need
	Paa Jorden han sv ved: Da som nu
	Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande,
	Ved hver Bev gelse saa stoor at n sten
	Dend vaer Smerte
	Medens han gik omkring
	Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed f rst:
	I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte
	Lig det han hafvde f lt i Ulvens Liiv
	De tr ller under ham They fear him,
	Med at troskyldig Sind
	Fryckter ham,
	Een Krafft aff sand Natur,
	Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag
	Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag
	Lig Kv ldens Farver Nattens Aandedrag
	For ingen Guder st hafver nogensinde
	Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede
	D mon, Phantom Varulv
	Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde
	End han
	I hans Hi rte: Een Affgrund tung
	Som det sorte Hav
	Der eldsker sine Dyb
	Der
	Sammenkr get
	I Vintrens Bund
	F lder han al deris Gl de,
	Liiv, Mod Haab
	Maanen, stiigende paanye,
	Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel
	......... Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme
	Som Fryckt i Natten v ver
	Skald de fromme atter falme
	The spell did breake and gave release
	To hours amongst Mankynde
	But then, as now, the strayn
	Of living, breathing, yea ev' rie move
	A burden approaching payn
	Dishearten' d he was
	As he wander' d with men
	On the surface of life no change
	No change as the Beast within
	They fear him, 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 what He did hide
	Werewolf Phantom, Daemon Beast
	Mere names given to what they fear' d
	But he
	In his heart: An abyss unfathomable
	As teh blacken' d sea
	Which loves its deeps
	There
	An animal shadow crawling
	O' er the wintry soil
	All Hope, Joie Life he slayes
	The Moone, rising anew,
	Bids him welcome from a waning sky
	... And by the sounding
	Of his midnight psalme
	Feare shall be harvest agayn
	From the Pious hearts of men

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