paroles de chanson Touro-Louro-Louro - Robert Shaw Chorale

Touro-louro-louro!
Cocks are crowing
Though there is no dawning light,
For the stars are brightly glowing in the Holy Land tonight.
"Who'll walk with me?"
"Not I, not I",
("Who'll walk with me?"
"Not I, not I",)
Oh, come now,
(Oh, come now,)
Should I ne'er return again,
Say the sev'n Psalms in remembrance.
A-lack-a-day,
(A-lack-a-day.)
Like a lonely, wayward child
A-lone I go.
(A-lone I go.)

Touro-louro-louro!
Winds are blowing
Making fingers blue with cold,
Trudging wearily I'm going,
Suff'ring miseries untold.
I must find rest,
"No rest for you".
(I must find rest!
"No rest for you".)
Oh, come now, good farmer,
Let me in for just one night,
In the barn I would be sleeping.
And if you don't,
Where can I go?
If you're unkind no rest I'll find,
(No rest I'll find, No rest I'll find.)

Touro-louro-louro!
Now I'm happy,
For I've found the manger here,
On the hay, inside the stable,
Lies the wondrous child so dear.
"Why art thou sad?"
Be strong and glad.
("Why art thou sad?" Be strong and glad.)
Oh, Mary!
All the world will praise thy name,
For to us is born a Saviour.
Saint Joseph too,
Blessings on you.
Let us unite in signing now
To one we love,
To one we love.