paroles de chanson The Little Road To Bethlehem - Hayley Westenra , The Pavão Quartet

As I walked down the road at set of sun The lambs were coming
Homeward one by one I heard a sheepbell softly calling them Along the
Little road to Bethlehem Beside an open door as I drew nigh I heard
Sweet Mary sing a lullaby She sang about the lambs at close of day
And rocked her tiny Boy among the hay
Across the air the silver sheepbells rang "
The lambs are coming home, " sweet Mary Sang "
Your star of gold, your star of Gold is shining in the sky.
So sleep, my little Boy, go lullaby.
" As I walked down the road at set of sun The lambs were coming
Homeward one by one I heard a sheepbell softly
Calling them Along the little road to Bethlehem