Текст песни It Came Upon the Midnight Clear - Ella Fitzgerald , Traditional

It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth, goodwill to men from heav'n'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 angel strain have rolled two thousand years of wrong
And man, at war with man, hears not the love-song which they bring
O hush the noise, ye men of strife, and hear the angels sing

For lo! the days are hastening on, by prophet bards foretold
When, with the ever-circling years, comes 'round the age of gold
When peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendours fling
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing