paroles de chanson Traditional / Arr. Pettman: "I saw a maiden" - Choir of King's College, Cambridge , Traditional

I saw a maiden sitting and sing
She lulled her child, a little lording

Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my sweeting
Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my own dear darling

This very Lord, He made all things
And this very God, the King of all Kings

Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my sweeting
Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my own dear darling

There was sweet music at this child′s birth
And Heaven filled with angels, making much mirth

Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my sweeting
Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my own dear darling

Heaven's angels sang to welcome the child
Now born of a maid, all undefiled

Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my sweeting
Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my own dear darling

Pray we and sing on this festal day
That peace may dwell with us alway

Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my sweeting
Lul-lay, lul-lay
My dear son, my own dear darling