Flow My Tears

Flow My Tears - Sting/Edin Karamazov

Written by：John Dowland

Flow my tears

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

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

For my deserts

Are my hopes since hope is gone

Hark

You shadowes that in darnesse dwell

Learn to contemne light

Happy

Happy

They that in hell

Feele not the worlds

Despite

Hark

You shadowes that in darnesse dwell

Learn to contemne light

Happy

Happy

They that in hell

Feele not the worlds

Despite