Loreena Mckennitt - Good King Wenceslas Good King Wenceslas looked out On the Feast of Stephen When the snow lay 'round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though the frost was cruel When a poor man came in sight Gath'ring winter fuel "Hither, page, and stand by me, If thou know'st it, telling Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?" "Sire, he lives a good league hence, Underneath the mountain Right against the forest fence By Saint Agnes' fountain." "Sire, the night is darker now And the wind blows stronger Fails my heart, I know not how I can go no longer." "Mark my footsteps, my good page Tread thou in them boldly Thou shall find the winter's rage Freeze thy blood less coldly." In his master's step he trod Where the snow lay dinted Heat was in the very点击下载LRC歌词
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[ti:Good King Wenceslas] [ar:Loreena Mckennitt] [al:A Winter Garden] [by:Van] [offset:500] [00:00.01]Loreena Mckennitt - Good King Wenceslas [00:16.34] [00:32.68]Good King Wenceslas looked out [00:35.55]On the Feast of Stephen [00:38.34]When the snow lay 'round about [00:41.25]Deep and crisp and even [00:44.23]Brightly shone the moon that night [00:47.17]Though the frost was cruel [00:50.04]When a poor man came in sight [00:53.09]Gath'ring winter fuel [00:56.97] [00:59.00]"Hither, page, and stand by me, [01:01.88]If thou know'st it, telling [01:04.73]Yonder peasant, who is he? [01:07.59]Where and what his dwelling?" [01:10.71]"Sire, he lives a good league hence, [01:13.55]Underneath the mountain [01:16.58]Right against the forest fence [01:19.31]By Saint Agnes' fountain." [01:24.06] [01:51.73]"Sire, the night is darker now [01:54.59]And the wind blows stronger [01:57.62]Fails my heart, I know not how [02:00.47]I can go no longer." [02:03.53]"Mark my footsteps, my good page [02:06.36]Tread thou in them boldly [02:09.31]Thou shall find the winter's rage [02:12.19]Freeze thy blood less coldly." [02:16.63] [02:18.25]In his master's step he trod [02:20.98]Where the snow lay dinted [02:23.96]Heat was in the very sod [02:26.96]Which the Saint had printed [02:29.82]Therefore, Christian men, be sure [02:32.75]Wealth or rank possessing [02:35.77]Ye, who now will bless the poor [02:38.66]Shall yourselves find blessing. [02:43.45] [03:05.46] [03:14.60]END http://提供
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