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.Cuantas ovejas vagan Иногда мне бывает так трудно Со мной ли Он когда в сердце стон 我的生命在你那里 Прикоснись ко мне shén wèi nǐ chéng jiù dà shì jiù zài xiàn zài Scars علمنا يا أغلي صديق О путник к Отчизне Небесной lw brdt fynạ mḥbtnạ
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