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The

the footsteps
Or down your own road
your fate
Hear what your says
you decide which way to go
Your life's an open

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

Echoes of
in distant corridors
With the tears of undone
we chase after
Give us the key to any
We are what we

(REPEAT CHORUS)

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

Good King

Good King Wenceslaus out on the feast of Stephen.
When the snow lay about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the that night, though the frost was cruel,
a poor man came in sight, gathering 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 league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain.

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

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

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

Hark the Herald Sing

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

Gloria O in excelsis Deo (x4)

Come to and see
(Gloria O Gloria)
Him whose birth the angels
(Gloria O Gloria)
Come adore on bended
Christ the Lord the newborn

O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

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

O Gloria in exelsis Deo (x8)