Текст песни Flow My Tears (Lachrimae) - Sting feat. Edin Karamazov
Flow
my
teares
fall
from
your
springs,
Exilde
for
ever:
Let
me
morne
Where
nights
black
bird
hir
sad
infamy
sings,
There
let
me
live
forlorne.
Downe
vaine
lights
shine
you
no
more,
No
nights
are
dark
enough
for
those
That
in
dispaire
their
last
fortunes
deplore,
Light
doth
but
shame
disclose.
Never
may
my
woes
be
relieved,
Since
pittie
is
fled,
And
teares,
and
sighes,
and
grones
My
wearie
days
of
all
joyes
have
deprived.
From
the
highest
spire
of
contentment,
My
fortune
is
throwne,
And
feare,
and
griefe,
and
paine
For
my
deserts,
are
my
hopes
since
hope
is
gone.
Hark
you
shadowes
that
in
darnesse
dwell,
Learn
to
contemne
light,
Happy
that
in
hell
Feele
not
the
worlds
despite.
1 Walsingham
2 Can She Excuse My Wrongs?
3 "Ryght Honorable: As I Have Bin Most Bounde Unto Your Honor..."
4 Flow My Tears (Lachrimae)
5 Have You Seen the Bright Lily Grow
6 "...Then in Time Passing on Mr. Johnson Died..."
7 The Most High and Mighty Christianus the Fourth, King of Denmark, His Galliard
8 "...And Accordinge as I Desired Ther Cam a Letter..."
9 "...From Thence I Went to the Landgrave of Hessen..."
10 Fantasy
11 Come Heavy Sleep
12 Forlorn Hope Fancy
13 ".And from Thence I Had Great Desire to See Italy."
14 Come Again
15 Wilt Tou Unkind Thus Reave Me
16 "...After My Departure I Caled to Mynde Our Conference..."
17 Weep You No More, Sad Fountains
18 My Lord Willoughby's Welcome Home
19 Clear or Cloudy
20 "...Men Say That the Kinge of Spain Is Making Gret Preparation..."
21 In Darkness Let Me Dwell
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