Tác giả : Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
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I climbed the hill, lay in the grass 
A little dark-eyed girl drifted past 
She said all the best is come, it could not last 
And the worst, it has come true 
 
 
Her hands are small and fluttered up 
I lay amongst the buttercups 
I pulled on my coat and buttoned it up 
For the worst, it had come true 
 
 
Sail away, sail away 
To a place where your troubles can't follow 
Sail away, sail away 
Save all your tears for tomorrow 
 
 
Orphans of the city moved toward us 
And the swallows swooped and the starlings warned us 
And the peril in everything 
It assured us that the worst had come true 
 
 
And all my sorrows made their bed beside me 
The shame, the disgrace and the brutality 
And she whispered then "let laughter flee." 
For the worst, it has come true 
 
 
Dry your tears, forget while we're here 
Leave all your sorrows behind you 
Never lose heart, all things will pass 
To a place where your troubles can't find you 
 
 
She came beside me amongst my coat 
Her breath was warm against my throat 
We clung to each other so very close 
For the worst, it had come true 
 
 
Sail away, sail away 
To a place where your heart will not shame you 
Take my hand through this night without end 
For the worst, it has come to claim you 
 
 
Sail away, sail away 
To a place where no one can betray you 
Take my hand through this night without end 
For the worst, it has come to claim you