Lyrics of De Store Smerte - Unto Ashes

De Store Smerte (original)

I, store smerter!
Dødens vilde kjærtegn!
Dens hete elskovshandlinger mod os
Paa det, at vi skal mykne i hans armet
Og knuges spake i vor levetrods!
Du menneske!
Du flammer av hans aande
Hans sværmeriske aande paa kin kind
Og i hans armer stammer du i vaande
I svimmel vaande: «Ja!
Jeg skal bli din!
Jeg tror den haand, som stryker mine lemmer!
Jeg dør av dine kysse paa mit kjod!
Men knug mig ikke, elskede, det hæmmer
Min egen elskov, kongelige død!"
Du menneske!
Naar lydige og fromme
Hans armer har dit legeme forladt
Og venter, aabne, paa dit glade komme —
Plev nogen elsker dypere bedratt?

(translation)

In, great pain!
The wild caresses of death!
Its hot acts of love against us
On the fact that we must soften in his arm
And squeeze the lever in our spite of life!
You human!
You are ablaze with his spirit
His swarming spirit on his cheek
And in his arms you stumble in the water
In dizzy wander: «Yes!
I'll be yours!
I believe the hand that strokes my limbs!
I die of your kisses on my flesh!
But do not hug me, beloved, it inhibits
My own love, royal death! "
You human!
To obedient and pious
His arms have left your body
And waiting, open, for your happy coming -
Was anyone lover deeply deceived?