《Here Is The Little Door》歌词

[00:00:00] Here Is The Little Door - Choir Of St. John's College, Cambridge

[00:00:00] Written by：Herbert Howells

[00:00:01] Here is the little door

[00:00:08] Lift up the latch oh lift

[00:00:15] We need not wander more

[00:00:19] But enter with our gift

[00:00:26] Our gift of finest gold

[00:00:35] Gold that was never bought or sold

[00:00:42] Myrrh to be strewn about his bed

[00:00:52] Incense in clouds about his head

[00:01:04] All for the child that stirs not in his sleep

[00:01:16] But holy slumber hold with a** and sheep

[00:01:37] Bend low about his bed

[00:01:44] For each he has a gift

[00:01:50] See how his eyes awake

[00:01:56] Lift up your hands oh lift

[00:02:03] For gold he gives a keen edged sword

[00:02:10] Defend with it thy little lord

[00:02:15] For incense smoke of battle red

[00:02:24] Myrrh for the honored happy dead

[00:02:35] Gifts for his children terrible and sweet

[00:02:47] Touched by such tiny hands

[00:02:57] And oh such tiny feet