John Dowland - Mourn, mourn, day is with darkness fled - текст песни (слова)

Mourn, mourn, Day is with darkness fled,
 What heav'n then governs earth?
 O none, but hell in heaven's stead,
 Chokes with his mists our mirth.
 
 Mourn, mourn, look now for no more day
 Nor night, but that from hell.
 Then all must as they may
 in darkness learn to dwell.
 
 But yet this change, must needs change our delight,
 That thus the sun should harbour with the night.