Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous strains. Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song? Come to Bethlehem and see Him whose birth the angels sing. Come adore on bended knee Christ, the Lord, the newborn King. Glooooooooooooooooooooria, In excelsis Deo; Glooooooooooooooooooooria, In excelsis Deo.لسه ليك ناس mạ kạn ykẖṭr bbạly هل قد ذبحت Каждый шаг Солнечные зайчики за моим окном بتفهمني وتحس بي محبتك يا ربي لو كنتِ تدرين يا نفسي msẖ byḥtạj ạlạ̉ṣḥạ lṭbyb Мына өмір соғып өткен жел болса
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