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.Буду строить жизнь в Твоей любви dà shān nuó yí de qiú bù zhuǎn Alzati e grida Tompo o, endrey ny fitahiana Ангелы поют славу Gesù mi ama I thank God أنا في المدينة Аз тичам към върха ạ̉styqẓy
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