Luyện nghe bài hát Memoirs: A Trilogy

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Follow the
Or travel down own road
your fate
Hear what your says
Still you decide way to go
Your an open gate

(CHORUS)
'Le bon et 'le mal
are the voices
We nous liberti'
We make the

of laughter
Dancing in corridors
the tears of hearts undone
Dreams we chase
us the key to any door
We are we become

(REPEAT CHORUS)

and reaching
We face the calm, we the fear
As we to win and love
and speaking
Still we hear we want to hear
Our life is ours to

Good King

Good King looked out on the feast of Stephen.
When the snow lay about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, winter fuel.

Hither page and stand by me if knowst it telling
peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain.

Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me hither
Thou and I will see him dine when we bear them
Page and monarch forth they went, forth they together
Through the rude winds wild lament, and the weather.

Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows
Fails my heart, I not how, I can go no longer.
Mark my my good page, tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood coldly.

In his master's steps he trod the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod the saint had printed
Therefore men be sure, wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing.

Hark the Angels Sing

we have heard on high
Sweetly o'er the plains
And the mountains in
Echo back joyus strains

O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Come to and see
(Gloria O Gloria)
Him whose birth the sing
(Gloria O Gloria)
Come on bended knee
the Lord the newborn king

Gloria O in excelsis Deo (x4)

we have heard on high
(Gloria O Gloria)
Sweetly singing the plains
(Gloria O Gloria)
Lord of heav'n and earth
With us sing our birth

Gloria O Gloria in Deo (x8)