Good King Wenceslas-Bing Crosby

[ti:Good King Wenceslas] [ar:Bing Crosby] [al:Santa Claus - Portrait Of An Artist] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Good King Wenceslas (好国王温塞拉斯) - Bing Crosby (平克·劳斯) [00:03.61]Written by：Neale [00:07.23]Good King Wenceslas looked out [00:10.17]On the Feast of Stephen [00:13.49]When the snow lay round about [00:16.39]Deep and crisp and even [00:19.31]Brightly shone the moon that night [00:23.17]Though the frost was cruel [00:26.21]When a poor man came in sight [00:29.58]Gathering winter fuel [00:35.25] [00:36.37]And stand Hither page stand by me [00:39.59]If thou knowst it telling [00:42.54]Yonder peasant who is he [00:45.69]Where and what his dwelling [00:49.01]Sire he lives a good league hence [00:51.96]Underneath the mountain [00:54.92]Right against the forest fence [00:58.03]By Saint Agnes fountain [01:03.77]Bring me flesh and bring me wine [01:07.39]Bring me pine logs hither [01:10.53]Thou and I shall see him dine [01:13.65]When we bear them thither [01:16.82]Page and monarch forth they went [01:19.90]Forth they went together [01:23.18]Through the rude winds wild lament [01:26.39]And the bitter weather [01:31.90] [01:32.67]Sire the night is darker now [01:35.94]And the wind blows stronger [01:38.86]Fails my heart I know not how [01:42.12]I can go no longer [01:45.54]Mark my footsteps good my page [01:49.19]Tread thou in them boldly [01:52.21]Thou shall find the winters rage [01:55.47]Freeze thy blood less coldly [02:02.27]In his masters step he trod [02:05.52]Where the snow lay dinted [02:08.53]Heat was in the very sod [02:11.92]Which the Saint had printed [02:15.70]Therefore Christian men be sure [02:18.70]Wealth or rank possessing [02:22.09]Ye who now will bless the poor [02:25.75]Shall yourselves find blessing