O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary, And gather'd all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wond'ring love. O morning stars together Proclaim the holy birth And praises sing to God the King And peace to men on earth.He! Maharavoravo أعود إلى موطني Еј Аллаһым, мəним Аллаһым Сəнсəн, علم قلبي Кел кел В ранний утренний час и в вечерней тиши Frère, quand ton âme est lassée Io qui davanti a te Sevinç Günü, Barış Günü mn ḥbk kẖlytny ạbnk
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