《Good King Wenceslas》歌词

[00:00:00] Good King Wenceslas - The Mantovani Orchestra

[00:00:09] Good King Wenceslas looked out

[00:00:12] On the feast of Stephen

[00:00:15] When the snow lay round about

[00:00:18] Deep and crisp and even

[00:00:21] Brightly shone the moon that night

[00:00:24] Though the frost was cruel

[00:00:27] When a poor man came in sight

[00:00:31] Gath'ring winter fuel

[00:00:36] "Hither, page, and stand by me

[00:00:39] If thou know'st it, telling

[00:00:42] Yonder peasant, who is he?

[00:00:45] Where and what his dwelling?"

[00:00:49] "Sire, he lives a good league hence

[00:00:52] Underneath the mountain

[00:00:55] Right against the forest fence

[00:00:58] By Saint Agnes' fountain."

[00:01:04] "Bring me bread and bring me wine

[00:01:06] Bring me pine logs hither

[00:01:09] Thou and I will see him dine

[00:01:13] When we bear him thither."

[00:01:16] Page and monarch forth they went

[00:01:19] Forth they went together

[00:01:22] Through the rude wind's wild lament

[00:01:25] And the bitter weather

[00:01:30] Sire, the night is darker now,

[00:01:33] And the wind blows stronger.

[00:01:36] Fails my heart, I know not how.

[00:01:39] I can go no longer.

[00:01:42] Ark my footsteps my good page,

[00:01:45] Tread thou in them boldly:

[00:01:48] Thou shalt find the winter's rage

[00:01:51] Freeze thy blood less coldly.

[00:01:56] In his master's step he trod,

[00:01:59] Where the snow lay dented.

[00:02:02] Heat was in the very sod

[00:02:05] Which the saint had printed.

[00:02:08] Therefore, Christian men, be sure,

[00:02:11] Wealth or rank possessing,

[00:02:14] Ye who now will bless the poor

[00:02:17] Shall yourselves find blessing