John Dowland
John Dowland — Flow my tears, lutesong (текст и слова песни)
Знаменитый эмо-хит конца шестнадцатого века.Flow, my tears, fall from your springs!Exiled for ever, let me mourn;Where night’s black bird her sad infamy sings,There let me live forlorn.Down vain lights, shine you no more!No nights are dark enough for thoseThat in despair their lost fortunes deplore.
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