Luyện nghe bài hát Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas out
On the feast of
the snow lay 'round about
Deep and crisp and

Brightly the moon that night
the frost was cruel
When a man came in sight
winter fuel

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

Sire, he a good league hence
the mountain
Right against the forest
By Saint fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me
Bring me fur logs,
Thou and I will see him
Here we him thither

Page and monarch, they went
they went together
Through the rude wind's lament
And the weather

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

Mark my footsteps, good my
thou in them boldly
Thou shall find the winter's
Freeze thy blood less

In his master's steps he
Where the snow lay
Heat was in the sod
Which the had printed

Therefore, Christian men, be
Wealth or rank
Ye, who now will the poor
Shall yourselves find