Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Kings And I (what Really Happened)

O Holy
The are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear birth

Now you all the story about Bethlehem
How the child was born and the wise men
Heard the preacher tell it like the preacher
But let me you, children,
not how it was

Now you might ask me what I'm talking
But I know the that they all left out

Now do you hear I said
That Herod wanted wise men dead
But on that evening
My great great great great great granddad
He those kings

Now made his living
Playing you see
But jazz big around one A.D.
So he got himself a job in the palace
he heard about three kings
In the sand

Let me tell you children at any time
Three in the desert that's a real rare find

But heard of it too
And when he heard his grew
So he asked those kings to by
And my great great great great great

He why

So the told old Herod
That they had here
To find a king of kings
Who'd heal our
Then herod his guards
To those Magi
And that the only around here
Was be him

Then he his soldiers as I recall
When they found child, to kill them all
But granddad overheard Herod said
And he had to act fast or else all be dead

So granddad got to those
Filled them in on the plan, told them
When heard what he had in store
They the gold
The
The myrrh, the
The desert
And when they
His was sound
They followed out the back door

And what a
It must been
But when God is on your
You kinda' that in the end
You're win

They fast
traveled far
And in the end they
That they standing with the Child
the star

And so you see reached the end
Of our
granddad and the kings
Reached that on the hill
And while I said
Three kings in the desert is a sight
Angels singing in the that's far rarer still

Now I ain't sayin' the bible was wrong
But ya' see the whole
Would have too long
'Cause way back then in the promised
copy they sold,
It had to be by hand

And lived a long life
Stayed with those kings
And found a wife
And eventually I came
But my children
That my
That's song

The letter included a receipt
For one toy bear
Donating it to a thrift shop
But somehow it was there

For attics their secrets
And toys have theirs, too
Like who once or loved them
When they were new

Whether they were made of
Or they cotton stuffed
Or how they had left here
When they were not

And so it's here that they must
Between reality and
Hoping all be remembered
And all can be redeemed

Then in the of the wind
Whistling a door
She thought she heard the of children
That had held toy before

And she thought to herself
As she now it in her hand
That no one could all the world
But we should who we can

So she placed it her candle
For she had decided in her
That when she this attic
He not be left behind