Текст песни LOREENA MCKENNITT - In Praise Of Christmas
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Текст песни LOREENA MCKENNITT - In Praise Of Christmas
(Traditional)All hail to the days that merit more praiseThan all the rest of the yearAnd welcome the nights that double delightsAs well for the poor as the peer!Good fortune attend each merry man's friend( )That doth but the best that he mayForgetting old wrongs with carols and songsTo drive the cold winter away.Tis ill for a mind to anger inclinedTo think of small injuries nowIf wrath be to seek, do not lend her your cheekNor let her inhabit thy browCross out of thy books malevolent looksBoth beauty and youth's decayAnd wholly consort with mirth and sportTo drive the cold winter away.This time of the year is spent in good cheerAnd neighbours together do meetTo sit by the fire, with friendly desireEach other in love to greetOld grudges forgot are put in the potAll sorrows aside they layThe old and the young doth carol this songTo drive the cold winter away.When Christmas' tide comes in like a brideWith holly and ivy cladTwelve days in the year much mirth and good cheerIn every household is hadThe country guise is then to deviseSome gambols of Christmas playWhereat the young men do the best that they canTo drive the cold winter away.