Celtic Woman - What Child Is This | Текст песни

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What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap, is sleeping?
Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?

Oh raise, oh raise a song on high
His mother sings a lullaby
Joy, oh joy for Christ is born
The Babe, the Son of Mary

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him praise
The Babe, the Son of Mary

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant, king to own Him
The King of kings, salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone Him

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him praise
The Babe, the Son of Mary

[Fiddle solo]

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him praise
The Babe, the Son of Mary

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him praise
The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

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