Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier
I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer
Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye
Bag rankedæckede Stammer
[Stemmen:]
«Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket!
Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig!
Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!»
(Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...)
[Pigen:]
«O søde Røst, hvi væcker du
Min hemmelige Smerte nu
I disse stille Lunde?»
[Stemmen:]
«Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde?
Følg mig i Dalen need...
Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde
Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?»
[Pigen:]
«Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ...
... Si maa eg - maa eg?»
[English translation:]
A Voice Allures
She awoke on shadowy paths
In the forest's deep green chambers
When a voice whispered again
From behind trunks covered with creepers
[The Voice:]
"Come, if you want! Come in the darkness
My black eye shall win you
My blond hair shall bind you!"
(So dragging, sucking words...)
[The Maiden:]
"O sweet voice, why do you wake up
My secret pain again
In this silent thicket?"
[The Voice:]
"Maid, what can you wish to win here?
Come follow me in the vale below...
Where you can receive to your mind,
Our bliss, our harmony"
[The Maiden:]
"I can not comprehend - I feel so strange...
Please speak... Must I, must I?"
