traditional French carol arr. Benjamin Britten
One Christmas Im starving , the orphan child said.
And Never a Farthing to buy me some bread.
I went to the castle of Good King Henry,
And said Oh my master, pray listen to - me.
Chorus:
Prenez vos musettes Et vos epinettes..
Prenez vos musettes Et vos epinettes..
Lenfant cette nuit, Sest fait tout petit,
Lenfant cette nuit, Sest fait tout petit,
For this very evening in days long gone by,
A Mother was bearing a child such as I
He lay in a manger, His cradle of wood.
To guard him from danger an ox by him stood
Chorus:
The king robed in glory heard tell of this child.
For joy at my story, the good king he smiled.
He took from a casket a big golden crown.
And into my jacket he dropped it down.
Chorus:
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