[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:32.82]Good King Wenceslas looked out [00:35.89]On the Feast of Stephen [00:38.70]When the snow lay 'round about [00:41.64]Deep and crisp and even [00:44.39]Brightly shone the moon that night [00:47.64]Though the frost was cruel [00:50.14]When a poor man came in sight [00:52.95]Gath'ring winter fuel [00:56.01]"Hither page and stand by me [01:02.26]If thou know'st it telling [01:05.01]Yonder peasant who is he [01:07.76]Where and what his dwelling " [01:11.32]"Sire he lives a good league hence [01:13.76]Underneath the mountain [01:16.88]Right against the forest fence [01:19.63]By Saint Agnes' fountain " [01:52.13]"Sire the night is darker now [01:54.75]And the wind blows stronger [01:58.07]Fails my heart I know not how [02:00.76]I can go no longer " [02:03.83]"Mark my footsteps my good page [02:06.64]Tread thou in them boldly [02:09.62]Thou shall find the winter's rage [02:12.56]Freeze thy blood less coldly " [02:18.56]In his master's step he trod [02:21.62]Where the snow lay dinted [02:24.12]Heat was in the very sod [02:27.31]Which the Saint had printed [02:30.44]Therefore Christian men be sure [02:32.99]Wealth or rank possessing [02:36.79]Ye who now will bless the poor [02:39.79]Shall yourselves find blessing [02:43.47]END
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:32.82]Good King Wenceslas looked out
[00:35.89]On the Feast of Stephen
[00:38.70]When the snow lay 'round about
[00:41.64]Deep and crisp and even
[00:44.39]Brightly shone the moon that night
[00:47.64]Though the frost was cruel
[00:50.14]When a poor man came in sight
[00:52.95]Gath'ring winter fuel
[00:56.01]"Hither page and stand by me
[01:02.26]If thou know'st it telling
[01:05.01]Yonder peasant who is he
[01:07.76]Where and what his dwelling "
[01:11.32]"Sire he lives a good league hence
[01:13.76]Underneath the mountain
[01:16.88]Right against the forest fence
[01:19.63]By Saint Agnes' fountain "
[01:52.13]"Sire the night is darker now
[01:54.75]And the wind blows stronger
[01:58.07]Fails my heart I know not how
[02:00.76]I can go no longer "
[02:03.83]"Mark my footsteps my good page
[02:06.64]Tread thou in them boldly
[02:09.62]Thou shall find the winter's rage
[02:12.56]Freeze thy blood less coldly "
[02:18.56]In his master's step he trod
[02:21.62]Where the snow lay dinted
[02:24.12]Heat was in the very sod
[02:27.31]Which the Saint had printed
[02:30.44]Therefore Christian men be sure
[02:32.99]Wealth or rank possessing
[02:36.79]Ye who now will bless the poor
[02:39.79]Shall yourselves find blessing
[02:43.47]END
