《Here Is The Little Door》歌词

[00:00:00] Here Is The Little Door - Rodolfus Choir

[00:00:00] Written by：Herbert Howells

[00:00:01] Here is the little door lift up the latch oh lift

[00:00:14] We need not wander more but was I enter with our gift

[00:00:26] Our gift of finest gold

[00:00:34] Gold that was never bought nor sold

[00:00:43] Myrrh to be strewn about his bed

[00:00:52] Incense in clouds about his head

[00:01:05] All for the child the stirs not in his sleep

[00:01:19] But holy slumber holds with a** and sheep

[00:01:44] Bend low about his bed for each he has a gift

[00:01:56] See how his eyes awake lift up your hands o lift

[00:02:08] For gold he gives a keen edge sword

[00:02:14] Defend it with the little Lord

[00:02:20] For incense smoke of battle red

[00:02:28] Myrrh for the honoured happy dead

[00:02:41] Gifts for his children terrible and sweet

[00:02:54] Touched by such tiny hands and oh such tiny feet