Chega Meu NatalChega meu NATAL. Aqui estamos exultantes
Braços ávidos de esperança, cheios de fé
Crentes que os dias, serão melhores,
Aproxima-te, meu NATAL de esperança...
Vem dizer-me que haverá paz,
Entre os homens.
Vem acordar-me deste sono profundo,
Para que eu possa enxergar e compreender
Que a humanidade é una e indivisível.
Chega meu Natal de luz. Chega aqui junto a mim.
Vem contar-me as tuas histórias
Repletas de amor, repletas de paz,
Repletas de felicidades e muita esperança.
E depois... Quando passares,
Quando partires...
Os que aqui restarem,
Lembrarão com saudades,
Esta tua passagem, no calendário da vida.
E a ti meu NATAL de felicidades,
Resta-me o meu muito obrigada,
Pelo que de bom, tens me proporcionado.
Os momentos que vivi ao teu lado, feliz.
E se não foram só sorrisos
Se lágrimas houveram para empanar o brilho,
Do teu dia, pelo menos foste um amigo bom e leal.
Sob o teu bojo, muito foi feito,
A favor da esperança, da tranqüilidade social.
Vem meu NATAL, traga-me a Luz e a Paz,
À Tranqüilidade, a Compreensão,
E a Coragem...
E a Esperança de dias melhores.
(Leinecy Pereira Dorneles)
Adeste Fedeles
Adeste, fideles,
Laeti triumphantes,
Venite, venite in Bethlehem.
Natum videte
Regem angelorum.
: Venite adoremus, :
Dominum.
O come, all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him,
Born the King of angels;
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O Come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
We Three Kings Of Orient Are
We three kings of Orient are:
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star.
Chorus:
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Gaspard:
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain:
Gold I bring to crown him again,
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
Melchior:
Frankincense to offer have I,
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God on high.
Chorus:
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Balthazar:
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorr'wing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
The Three:
Glorious now behold Him arise:
King and God and Sacrifice;
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Earth to heav'n replies.
Chorus:
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
In Dulci Jubilo
In dulci iubilo,
Now sing we all i-o
He, my love, my wonder,
Li'th in presepio,
Like any sunbeam, yonder
Matris in gremio,
Alpha es et O, Alpha es et O!
O Jesu parvule
I yearn for thee alway:
Listen to my ditty,
O puer optime
Have pity on me, pity;
O princeps gloriae.
Trahe me post te, Trahe me post te!
O Patris caritas!
O Nati lenitas!
All with us was over,
Per nostra crimina:
But then thou didst recover
Coelorum gaudia
O that we were there!
Ubi sunt gaudia
If that they be not there?
Angels there are singing,
Nova cantica,
Sweet bells the while a-ringing
In regis curia.
O that we were there.
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Gaspard:
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain:
Gold I bring to crown him again,
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
Melchior:
Frankincense to offer have I,
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God on high.
Chorus:
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Balthazar:
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorr'wing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
The Three:
Glorious now behold Him arise:
King and God and Sacrifice;
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Earth to heav'n replies.
Chorus:
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
In Dulci Jubilo
In dulci iubilo,
Now sing we all i-o
He, my love, my wonder,
Li'th in presepio,
Like any sunbeam, yonder
Matris in gremio,
Alpha es et O, Alpha es et O!
O Jesu parvule
I yearn for thee alway:
Listen to my ditty,
O puer optime
Have pity on me, pity;
O princeps gloriae.
Trahe me post te, Trahe me post te!
O Patris caritas!
O Nati lenitas!
All with us was over,
Per nostra crimina:
But then thou didst recover
Coelorum gaudia
O that we were there!
Ubi sunt gaudia
If that they be not there?
Angels there are singing,
Nova cantica,
Sweet bells the while a-ringing
In regis curia.
O that we were there.
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