The Nearer The Fountain, More Pure The Stream Flows

Damon Albarn

作曲 : A. De Ridder/D. Albarn/S. Tong

You are gone the dark journey

That leaves no returning

It’s fruitless for me to mourn you

But who can help mourning

To think of life

That did laugh on your face

In the beautiful past

Left so desolate now?

When youth seemed immortal,

So sweet did it weave

Heaven's halo around you

Earth's hopes to deceive

You are the fairest and dearest

Where many were fair

To my heart you are nearest

The year has its winter

As well as its May

the sweetest leave us

And the fairest decay

The nearer the fountain

More pure the stream flows

To think of life

That did laugh on your face

In the beautiful past

Left so desolate now?

When youth seemed immortal,

So sweet did it weave

Heaven's halo around you

Around you

Earth's hopes to deceive

Around you

The nearer the fountain

More pure the stream flows