The Carol Of The Birds
作词 : Traditional
When rose the eastern star,
The birds came from a-far,
In that full might of glory.
With one melodious voice
They sweetly did rejoice
And sang the wondrous story.
Sang, praising God on high,
enthroned above the sky,
and his fair mother Mary.
The eagle left his lair,
Came winging through the air,
His message loud arising.
And to his joyous cry
The sparrow made reply,
His answer sweetly voicing
"O'ercome are death and strife,
this night is born new life",
the robin sang rejoicing.
Ooooh..
When rose the eastern star,
the birds came from a-far.
The Carol Of The BirdsLRC歌词
作词 : Traditional
When rose the eastern star,
The birds came from a-far,
In that full might of glory.
With one melodious voice
They sweetly did rejoice
And sang the wondrous story.
Sang, praising God on high,
enthroned above the sky,
and his fair mother Mary.
The eagle left his lair,
Came winging through the air,
His message loud arising.
And to his joyous cry
The sparrow made reply,
His answer sweetly voicing
"O'ercome are death and strife,
this night is born new life",
the robin sang rejoicing.
Ooooh..
When rose the eastern star,
the birds came from a-far.
