Parabéns Da Xuxa
Her with moon trodden plowÂÂ
Herds of African cowsÂÂ
Grazed on her beautyÂÂ
Fragrant and paleÂÂ
Young once youthful still nowÂÂ
Muse to the willow and ploughedÂÂ
Fields arched with orchardsÂÂ
Blooms of the starsÂÂ
Day whipped his black drayÂÂ
Opaque orphan of Ring Myrrh coated riderÂÂ
Guider husband to Matron the KingÂÂ
Streams of yellowy mudÂÂ
Run to the one that I loveÂÂ
Chained to the chalkyÂÂ
Chalice of night.ÂÂ
Herds of African cowsÂÂ
Grazed on her beautyÂÂ
Fragrant and paleÂÂ
Young once youthful still nowÂÂ
Muse to the willow and ploughedÂÂ
Fields arched with orchardsÂÂ
Blooms of the starsÂÂ
Day whipped his black drayÂÂ
Opaque orphan of Ring Myrrh coated riderÂÂ
Guider husband to Matron the KingÂÂ
Streams of yellowy mudÂÂ
Run to the one that I loveÂÂ
Chained to the chalkyÂÂ
Chalice of night.ÂÂ
Do You Hear What I Hear
Ding Dong! merrily on highIn heav'n the bells are ringingDing, dong! verily the skyIs riv'n with angel singingGloria, Hosanna in excelsis
E'en so here below, belowLet steeple bells be swungenAnd i-o, i-o, i-oBy priest and people be sungenGloria, Hosanna in excelsis
Pray ye dutifully primeYour matin chime, ye ringersMay ye beautifully rimeYour evetime song, ye singersGloria, Hosanna in excelsis