Come, o traveler unknown, whom still I hold but cannot, cannot see.
My friends have gone, I am alone. 
And in darkness, darkness you will not let me be.
With me all night you stay and stay, 
I wrestle til the break of day.

In vain I struggle to get free. 
I cannot unloose your hold.
What is the face you hide from me? 
Or how must I yield to let your will unfold?
Wrestling, I will not let you go until I know you, friend or foe.