In The Bleak Midwinter
[00:00.000] 作词 : Christina Rosetti/Gustav Holst
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Christina Rosetti/Gustav Holst
[00:37.006] In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan
[00:45.994] Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
[00:55.356] Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow
[01:04.549] In the bleak midwinter, long ago
[01:32.359] Angels and archangels may have gathered there
[01:41.582] Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air
[01:50.625] But his mother only, in her maiden bliss
[01:59.978] Worshiped the beloved with a kiss
[02:37.271] What can I give him, poor as I am?
[02:46.012] If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
[02:55.318] If I were a wise man, I would do my part
[03:04.677] Yet what I can I give him: give my heart
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Christina Rosetti/Gustav Holst
[00:37.006] In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan
[00:45.994] Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
[00:55.356] Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow
[01:04.549] In the bleak midwinter, long ago
[01:32.359] Angels and archangels may have gathered there
[01:41.582] Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air
[01:50.625] But his mother only, in her maiden bliss
[01:59.978] Worshiped the beloved with a kiss
[02:37.271] What can I give him, poor as I am?
[02:46.012] If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
[02:55.318] If I were a wise man, I would do my part
[03:04.677] Yet what I can I give him: give my heart
作词 : Christina Rosetti/Gustav Holst
作曲 : Christina Rosetti/Gustav Holst
In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long ago
Angels and archangels may have gathered there
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air
But his mother only, in her maiden bliss
Worshiped the beloved with a kiss
What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
If I were a wise man, I would do my part
Yet what I can I give him: give my heart
作曲 : Christina Rosetti/Gustav Holst
In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long ago
Angels and archangels may have gathered there
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air
But his mother only, in her maiden bliss
Worshiped the beloved with a kiss
What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
If I were a wise man, I would do my part
Yet what I can I give him: give my heart
