Текст песни "...After My Departure I Caled To Mynde Our Conference..." - Sting
After
my
departure,
I
caled
to
mynde
our
conference
And
got
me
by
my
self
and
wept
hartely
To
se
my
fortun
so
harde
that
I
sholde
becom
sarvant
to
the
gretest
enemye
of
my
prince
Contry,
wiff,
children,
and
frends,
for
wante
And
to
make
me
like
them
selves
God,
He
knoweth
I
never
loved
treason
nor
treachery
Nor
never
knew
any
1 Can She Excuse My Wrongs?
2 "Ryght Honorable: As I Have Bin Most Bounde Unto Your Honor..."
3 Flow My Tears
4 Have You Seen the Bright Lily Grow
5 ".Then in Time Passing One Mr. Johnson Died."
6 The Lowest Trees Have Tops
7 ".And Accordinge As I Desired Ther Cam a Letter."
8 Fine Knacks For Ladies
9 ".From Thence I Went to the Landgrave of Hessen."
10 Come Heavy Sleep
11 ".And from Thence I Had Great Desire to See Italy."
12 Come Again
13 Wilt Thou Unkind Thus Reave Me
14 "...After My Departure I Caled To Mynde Our Conference..."
15 Weep You No More, Sad Fountains
16 My Lord Willoughby's Welcome Home
17 Clear or Cloudy
18 "...Men Say That The Kinge Of Spain Is Making Gret Preparation..."
19 In Darkness Let Me Dwell
20 Fields of Gold (New Version)
21 Message In A Bottle - Live From The Labyrinth
22 Have You Seen the Bright Lily Grow (Live)
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