Besværgelse
L. Irgens-Jensen
Burst out to-night,
red lily of my pain!
You have obsessed my being and my brain.
You drank my dream
your thirst was never slaked.
Your mouth is sore
From blood you drank galore.
Burst out to-night.
Bring fragrance to my empty well,
empty and deserted.
Burst out to-night,
Lily and storm and stars!