| I, store smerter! | In, great pain! |
| Dødens vilde kjærtegn!
| The wild caresses of death!
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| Dens hete elskovshandlinger mod os
| Its hot acts of love against us
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| Paa det, at vi skal mykne i hans armet
| On the fact that we must soften in his arm
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| Og knuges spake i vor levetrods!
| And squeeze the lever in our spite of life!
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| Du menneske! | You human! |
| Du flammer av hans aande
| You are ablaze with his spirit
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| Hans sværmeriske aande paa kin kind
| His swarming spirit on his cheek
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| Og i hans armer stammer du i vaande
| And in his arms you stumble in the water
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| I svimmel vaande: «Ja! | In dizzy wander: «Yes! |
| Jeg skal bli din!
| I'll be yours!
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| Jeg tror den haand, som stryker mine lemmer!
| I believe the hand that strokes my limbs!
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| Jeg dør av dine kysse paa mit kjod!
| I die of your kisses on my flesh!
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| Men knug mig ikke, elskede, det hæmmer
| But do not hug me, beloved, it inhibits
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| Min egen elskov, kongelige død!"
| My own love, royal death! "
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| Du menneske! | You human! |
| Naar lydige og fromme
| To obedient and pious
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| Hans armer har dit legeme forladt
| His arms have left your body
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| Og venter, aabne, paa dit glade komme —
| And waiting, open, for your happy coming -
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| Plev nogen elsker dypere bedratt? | Was anyone lover deeply deceived? |