Luyện nghe bài hát Good King Wenceslas

Good Wenceslas looked out
On the of Stephen
the snow lay 'round about
Deep and and even

Brightly shone the that night
Though the was cruel
When a man came in sight
winter fuel

Hither, and stand by me
If thou it telling
peasant, who is he?
Where and what his

Sire, he lives a league hence
Underneath the
Right against the fence
By Agnes's fountain

Bring me flesh and me wine
me fur logs, hither
Thou and I see him dine
Here we bear him

Page and monarch, they went
Forth went together
Through the rude wind's wild
And the bitter

Sire, the is darker now
And the blows stronger
my heart, I know not how
I can go no

my footsteps, good my page
Tread thou in them
Thou shall find the rage
Freeze thy blood less

In his steps he trod
Where the snow lay
Heat was in the sod
Which the Saint had

Therefore, Christian men, be
Wealth or possessing
Ye, who now bless the poor
Shall yourselves blessing