Luyện nghe bài hát Memoirs: A Trilogy

The

Follow the
Or travel down your own
Designing your
what your heart 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
With the tears of hearts
Dreams we chase
us the key to any door
We are what we

(REPEAT CHORUS)

and reaching
We the calm, we face the fear
As we learn to win and
and speaking
Still we what we want to hear
Our is ours to choose

Good King

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

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

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

Sire the night is now, and the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I 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 Angels

Angels we have heard on
Sweetly singing o'er the
And the in reply
Echo back their joyus

Gloria O in excelsis Deo (x4)

to Bethlehem and see
(Gloria O Gloria)
Him whose birth the sing
(Gloria O Gloria)
Come adore on knee
Christ the Lord the king

Gloria O in excelsis Deo (x4)

Angels we heard on high
(Gloria O Gloria)
Sweetly o'er the plains
(Gloria O Gloria)
Lord of heav'n and earth
With us sing our Savior's

Gloria O Gloria in Deo (x8)