paroles de chanson It Came Upon A Midnight Clear - Burl Ives
                                                It 
                                                came 
                                                upon 
                                                    a 
                                                midnight 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                glorious 
                                                song 
                                                of 
                                                old
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                angels 
                                                bending 
                                                near 
                                                the 
                                                Earth
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                touch 
                                                their 
                                                harps 
                                                of 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peace 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                Earth, 
                                                good 
                                                will 
                                                to 
                                                men
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                heaven's 
                                                all 
                                                gracious 
                                                King
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                world 
                                                in 
                                                solemn 
                                                stillness 
                                                lay
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                angels 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                cloven 
                                                skies 
                                                they 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                peaceful 
                                                wings 
                                                unfurled
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                still 
                                                their 
                                                heavenly 
                                                music 
                                                floats
 
                                    
                                
                                                O'er 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                weary 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                Above 
                                                its 
                                                sad 
                                                and 
                                                lowly 
                                                plains
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                bend 
                                                on 
                                                hovering 
                                                wing
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                ever 
                                                o'er 
                                                its 
                                                Babel 
                                                sounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                blessed 
                                                angels 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yet 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                woes 
                                                of 
                                                sin 
                                                and 
                                                strife
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                world 
                                                has 
                                                suffered 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beneath 
                                                the 
                                                heavenly 
                                                strain 
                                                have 
                                                rolled
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                thousand 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                man 
                                                at 
                                                war 
                                                with 
                                                man 
                                                hears 
                                                not
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                tidings 
                                                which 
                                                they 
                                                bring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                hush, 
                                                the 
                                                noise, 
                                                ye 
                                                men 
                                                of 
                                                strife
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                angels 
                                                sing
 
                                    
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