Paroles de Good King Wenceslas
Sufjan Stevens
Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even;
Brightly shone the moon that night, tho' the frost was
Cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gath'ring winter fuel.
Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even
InterprèteSufjan Stevens
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