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the footsteps
Or travel down your own
Designing your
Hear what your says
you decide which way to go
Your an open gate

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

of laughter
Dancing in corridors
With the tears of hearts
we chase after
Give us the key to any
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 to choose

Good King

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

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

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

Sire the night is now, and the wind blows stronger
my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.
Mark my footsteps my good page, 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
Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor, shall find blessing.

Hark the Herald Sing

Angels we heard on high
Sweetly singing the plains
And the in reply
Echo back their joyus

Gloria O Gloria in Deo (x4)

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

Gloria O Gloria in Deo (x4)

Angels we heard on high
(Gloria O Gloria)
singing o'er the plains
(Gloria O Gloria)
Jesus Lord of and earth
us sing our Savior's birth

Gloria O in exelsis Deo (x8)