Art Garfunkel - Word from an Old Spanish Carol lyrics
[Art Garfunkel - Word from an Old Spanish Carol lyrics]
Shall I tell you who will come
To Bethlehem on Christmas morn
Who will kneel gently down
Before the Lord, newborn?
One small fish from the river
With scales of red, red gold
One wild bee from the heather
One grey lamb from the fold
One ox from the high pasture
One black bull from the herd
One goatling from the far hills
One white, white bird
One small fish from the river
(One large fish from the sea)
With scales of red, red gold
(Too shiny to behold)
One wild bee from the heather
(One tame moth from a tree)
One grey lamb from the fold (Sable-stoled)
One ox from the high pasture
(One colt from the green meadows)
One black bull from the herd
(One bear cub fat and furred)
One goatling from the far hills
(One goatling and)
One white, white bird (One white, white bird)
And many children god gave them grace
Bringing tall candles to light Mary's face
(Shall I tell you)
One small fish from the river
With scales of red, red gold
(Who will come to Bethlehem)
One wild bee from the heather
(On Christmas morn)
One grey lamb from the fold
(Who will kneel them gently down)
One ox from the high pasture
One black bull from the herd
(Before the Lord, newborn?)
One goatling from the forest
One white, white bird white bird
(White bird) white bird
(White bird) white bird
White, white bird (White, white bird)
To Bethlehem on Christmas morn
Who will kneel gently down
Before the Lord, newborn?
One small fish from the river
With scales of red, red gold
One wild bee from the heather
One grey lamb from the fold
One ox from the high pasture
One black bull from the herd
One goatling from the far hills
One white, white bird
One small fish from the river
(One large fish from the sea)
With scales of red, red gold
(Too shiny to behold)
One wild bee from the heather
(One tame moth from a tree)
One grey lamb from the fold (Sable-stoled)
One ox from the high pasture
(One colt from the green meadows)
One black bull from the herd
(One bear cub fat and furred)
One goatling from the far hills
(One goatling and)
One white, white bird (One white, white bird)
And many children god gave them grace
Bringing tall candles to light Mary's face
(Shall I tell you)
One small fish from the river
With scales of red, red gold
(Who will come to Bethlehem)
One wild bee from the heather
(On Christmas morn)
One grey lamb from the fold
(Who will kneel them gently down)
One ox from the high pasture
One black bull from the herd
(Before the Lord, newborn?)
One goatling from the forest
One white, white bird white bird
(White bird) white bird
(White bird) white bird
White, white bird (White, white bird)