Dear Readers:
As December begins, I thought I would print the lyrics to songs with an Italian connection, so you can prepare song sheets for your Holiday Sing-alongs:
Tu scendi dalle stelle:
Tu scendi dalle stelle, O re del Cielo E vieni in una grotta Al freddo e al gelo; O Bambino mio divino, Io ti vedo qui tremar O Dio beato Oh! Quanto ti costó L’avermi amato! A te, che sei del mondo Il Creatore Mancano panni e fuoco O mio Signore Caro eletto pargoletto Quanto questa povertá Piú m’innamora, Giacché si fece amor Povero ancora!
In English:
You come down from the stars, oh King of Heaven, And come into a cave, in cold and ice, Oh my divine Child, I see you shivering Here, oh blessed God. Oh, how much it cost you to have loved me. You, who are the Creator of the world, Lack clothing and fire. Oh, my Lord, dear chosen Babe, how much this poverty makes me love you. Since love made itself poor also.
Adeste Fideles:
Adeste fideles, laeti triumphantes Venite, Venite, in Bethlehem Natum Videti, Regem Angelorum Venite Adoremus, Venite Adoremus Venite Adoremus, Adoremus Cantet nuc lo, Chorus Angelorum Cantet nunc aula coelestium Gloria, Gloria, in excelsis Deo Venite Adoremus, Venite Adoremus Venite Adoremus, Dominum Ergo qui natus die hodierna Jesus, tibi sit Gloria! Patris aeterni Verbum caro factum Venite Adoremus, Venite Adoremus Venite Adoremus, Dominum
In English:
Oh Come All Ye Faithful Oh come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant; Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him born the King of Angels; Oh come let us adore Him, oh come, let us adore him Oh come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation, Sing all ye citizens of Heaven above; Glory to God in the highest; Oh come, let us adore Him, oh come let us adore Him, Oh come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Ye lord, we greet The, born this happy morning; Jesus to Thee be glory given; World of the Father, now in flesh appearing; Oh come, let us adore Him, oh come, let us adore Him, Oh come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Santa Lucia:
Sul mare luccica L’astro d’argento, Placida é l’onda Prospero é il vento, Venite all’agile Barchetta mia! (chorus) Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia Con questo zeffiro Cosí soave Oh! Com’é bello Star sulla nave! Su passeggeri Venite via (chorus) Or che tardate Bella é la sera, Spira un auretta Fresca e leggera Venite all’agile Barchetta mia! (chorus)
In English:
On the sea shines the silver star, Calm is the water, favorable the wind Come to my supple boat, Santa Lucia. With this zephyr, so smooth, How beautiful it is to be aboard Come travelers, come away. Now why delay? The evening is beautiful! A cool, light breeze is blowing, Come to my supple boat, Santa Lucia.
Deck The Halls:
Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Don we now our gay apparel Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. See the blazing Yule before us. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Strike the harp and join the chorus. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Follow me in merry measure. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la While I tell of Yule-tide trea- sure. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fast away the old year passes. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Hail the new year, lads and lasses Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Sing we joyous, all together. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la heedless of the wind and weather. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Jingle Bells:
Dashing through the snow On a one-horse open sleigh, Over the fields we go, Laughing all the way; Bells on bob-tail ring, Making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing A sleighing song tonight, O Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way! O what fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh (repeat) A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride, And soon Miss Fanny Bright Was seated by my side; The horse was lean and lank; Misfortune seemed his lot; He got into a drifted bank, And we, we got upsot. O Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh. (repeat) A day or two ago, The story I must tell I went out on the snow And on my back I fell; A gent was riding by In a one-horse open sleigh, He laughed as there I sprawling lie, But quickly drove away, O Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh. (repeat) Now the ground is white Go it while you're young, Take the girls tonight And sing this sleighing song; Just get a bob-tailed bay Two-forty as his speed Hitch him to an open sleigh And crack! You'll take the lead, O Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh.
Joy To The World:
Joy to the world! The Lord is come: Let earth receive her King. Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and heaven and nature sing. He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness And wonders of His love, And wonders of His love, And wonders, wonders of His love.
The First Noel:
The first Noel, the angel did say, Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay keep- ing their sheep, On a cold winter's night that was so deep. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. They looked up and saw a star Shining in the East, beyond them far; And to the earth it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. And by the light of that same star, Three wise men came from country far; To seek for a King was their intent, And to follow the star wherever it went. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. This star drew night to the northwest, O'er Bethlehem it took its rest; And there it did both stop and stay, Right over the place where Jesus lay. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. Then entered in those wise men three, Full reverently upon their knee; And offered there in his presence, Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel.
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing:
Hark! the herald angels sing, - "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King! Christ, by highest heav'n adored: Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the favored one. Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see; Hail, th'incarnate Deity: Pleased, as man, with men to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel! Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King! Hail! the heav'n-born Prince of peace! Hail! the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die: Born to raise the son of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King!
A Merry Christmas
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