paroles de chanson What Sweeter Music - John Rutter , City of London Sinfonia , The Cambridge Singers

What sweeter music can we bring
Than a carol for to sing
The birth of this our heavenly King?
Awake, arise, awake for spring!
Darken'd earth, rise, fly hence, away!
And give the honour to this day
That sees December turn'd to May
That sees December turn'd to May
Why does the chilling winter's morn
Smile like a field beset with corn
Or smell like a meadow newly shorn?
What doth the sun and common spring
Accord by things thus fragrant be?
'Tis he is born, the spring king come
He is life and master of all things come
To heav'n and beyond the earth
We see him come, and know him ours
Who with his sunshine and his showers
Turns all the patient drought to flowers
Turns all the patient drought to flowers
The darling of the world is come
And fit it is we find a room
To welcome him, to welcome him
And all the cattle, all the house
Give it a hout which we will give him
And bequeath this holy and dear sign
To do him honour who's our King
And honour all his reveling
What sweeter music can we bring
Than a carol for to sing
The birth of this our heavenly King?
The birth of this our heavenly King