《Good King Wenceslas (Orchestral Version)》歌词

[00:01:52] Good King Wenceslas looked out

[00:01:52] on the feast of Stephen,

[00:01:52] when the snow lay round about,

[00:01:52] deep and crisp and even.

[00:01:52] Brightly shown the moon that night,

[00:01:52] though the frost was cruel,

[00:01:52] when a poor man came in sight,

[00:01:52] gathering winter fuel.

[00:01:52] Hither, page, and stand by me.

[00:01:52] If thou know it telling:

[00:01:52] yonder peasant, who is he?

[00:01:52] Where and what his dwelling?

[00:01:52] Sire, he lives a good league hence,

[00:01:52] underneath the mountain,

[00:01:52] right against the forest fence

[00:01:52] by Saint Agnes fountain.

[00:01:52] Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.

[00:01:52] Bring me pine logs hither.

[00:01:52] Thou and I will see him dine

[00:01:52] when we bear them thither.

[00:01:52] Page and monarch, forth they went,

[00:01:52] forth they went together

[00:01:52] through the rude wind's wild lament

[00:01:52] and the bitter weather.

[00:01:52] Sire, the night is darker now,

[00:01:52] and the wind blows stronger.

[00:01:52] Fails my heart, I know not how -

[00:01:52] I can go no longer.

[00:01:52] Mark my footsteps good, my page,

[00:01:52] tread thou in them boldly:

[00:01:52] Thou shalt find the winter's rage

[00:01:52] freeze thy blood less coldly.