Weep You No More, Sad Fountains - Sting, Edin Karamazov, Джон Доуленд

Weep you no more, sad fountains:

What need you flow so fast?

Look how the snowy mountains

Heaven’s sun doth gently waste

But my sun’s heavenly eyes

View not your weeping

That now lies sleeping

Softly, now softly lies sleeping

Sleep is a reconciling

A rest that peace begets

Doth not the sun rise smiling

When fair at even he sets?

Rest you then, rest, sad eyes

Melt not in weeping

While she lies sleeping

Softly, now softly lies sleeping