[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.06]Garth Brooks - The Gift [00:06.55]A poor orphan girl named Maria [00:12.09]Was walking to market one day [00:17.77]She stopped for to rest by the roadside [00:23.27]Where a bird with a broken wing lay [00:29.32]A few moments passed till she saw it [00:34.70]For it's feathers were covered with sand [00:40.60]But soon clean and wrapped it [00:43.07]Was traveling in the warmth of Maria's small hand [00:51.92]She happily gave her last peso [00:57.35]On a cage made of rushes and twine [01:03.21]She fed it loose corn from the market [01:08.89]And watched it grow stronger with time [01:14.07]Now the Christmas Eve service was coming [01:19.93]And the church shone with tinsel and light [01:25.89]And all of the town folks brought presents [01:31.52]To lay by the manger that night [01:36.77]There were diamonds and incense [01:39.91]And perfumes in packages fit for a king [01:48.23]But for one ragged bird in a small cage [01:54.15]Maria had nothing to bring [01:59.77]She waited till just before midnight [02:05.34]So no one would see her go in [02:11.19]And crying she knelt by the manger [02:16.60]For her gift was unworthy of Him [02:22.37]Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness [02:28.23]"Maria, what brings you to me [02:33.60]If the bird in the cage is your offering [02:39.73]Open the door and let me see" [02:44.96]Though she trembled, she did as He ask her [02:50.81]And out of the cage the bird flew [02:56.45]Soaring up into the rafters [03:01.72]On a wing that had healed good as new [03:07.78]Just then the midnight bells rang out [03:12.98]And the little bird started to sing [03:18.82]A song that no words could recapture [03:24.22]Whose beauty was fit for a king [03:29.42]Now Maria felt blessed just to listen [03:35.63]To that cascade of notes sweet and long [03:41.32]As her offering was lifted to Heaven [03:47.08]By the very first nightingale's song
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.06]Garth Brooks - The Gift
[00:06.55]A poor orphan girl named Maria
[00:12.09]Was walking to market one day
[00:17.77]She stopped for to rest by the roadside
[00:23.27]Where a bird with a broken wing lay
[00:29.32]A few moments passed till she saw it
[00:34.70]For it's feathers were covered with sand
[00:40.60]But soon clean and wrapped it
[00:43.07]Was traveling in the warmth of Maria's small hand
[00:51.92]She happily gave her last peso
[00:57.35]On a cage made of rushes and twine
[01:03.21]She fed it loose corn from the market
[01:08.89]And watched it grow stronger with time
[01:14.07]Now the Christmas Eve service was coming
[01:19.93]And the church shone with tinsel and light
[01:25.89]And all of the town folks brought presents
[01:31.52]To lay by the manger that night
[01:36.77]There were diamonds and incense
[01:39.91]And perfumes in packages fit for a king
[01:48.23]But for one ragged bird in a small cage
[01:54.15]Maria had nothing to bring
[01:59.77]She waited till just before midnight
[02:05.34]So no one would see her go in
[02:11.19]And crying she knelt by the manger
[02:16.60]For her gift was unworthy of Him
[02:22.37]Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness
[02:28.23]"Maria, what brings you to me
[02:33.60]If the bird in the cage is your offering
[02:39.73]Open the door and let me see"
[02:44.96]Though she trembled, she did as He ask her
[02:50.81]And out of the cage the bird flew
[02:56.45]Soaring up into the rafters
[03:01.72]On a wing that had healed good as new
[03:07.78]Just then the midnight bells rang out
[03:12.98]And the little bird started to sing
[03:18.82]A song that no words could recapture
[03:24.22]Whose beauty was fit for a king
[03:29.42]Now Maria felt blessed just to listen
[03:35.63]To that cascade of notes sweet and long
[03:41.32]As her offering was lifted to Heaven
[03:47.08]By the very first nightingale's song
