, В темнице сырой теперь будешь ты жить!" А утром чуть свет королю доложили, Что умер пастух, умер он от тоски, На холме лесном пастуха схоронили, А рядом
So here is the stable and there is the manger The new Saviour sleeps on His first earthly night The wise men brought riches but we brought a candle It
1. While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. "Fear not," said
Gretchen Guard Follow now, o shepherds, rise up from your sleeping. Angels far from here a blessed watch are keeping. Look up, look up! A star shines
Op de grote stille heide, Dwaalt de herder eenzaam rond Wijl de witgewolde kudde Trouw bewaakt wordt door de hond En al dwalend ginds en
I am lonely lonely lonely I am lonely lonely in my life I am lonely lonely lonely God help me, help me to survive Remember first time we met day one
Maria: High on a hill was a lonely goatherd Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo Folks
["Summer of the Diobolical Holocaust" from "Under a Funeral Moon"] I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight my eyes suffer from eternal sparks
Don't take me there tonight To the shepherd's isle They say there's people walking In toweling dressing gowns, awaiting trial I don't want to go I don
[Maria:] High on a hill was a lonely goatherd Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo Folks
While shepherds watched their flocks by night all seated on the ground The angel of the Lord came down and glory shone around and glory shone around Fear
Fly, fly (Come and fly with me) Fly Fly, tryin' reach a star, flying high and oh so far Fly, come and fly with me Ooh, fly with the fantasy to the land
Almost homeA When I missed the bottom stairA You were braiding your gray hairA It had grown so longA Since I'd been goneA And the perfect girls,
In our days, we will live Like our ghosts will live Pitching glass at the cornfield crows and folding clothes Like stubborn boys across the road We'll
A boy with a coin he found in the weeds With bullets and pages of trade magazines Close to a car that flipped on the turn When God left the ground to
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long
High on a hill was a lonely goatherd Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd Folks in a town that was quite remote heard Lusty and clear from the goatherd
Down with sex and sin Down with pot, heroin Down with pornography Down with lust Down with vice lechery and debauchery We are the new centurians Shepherds