God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - Ирландская рождественская песня (исполнитель: Irish Rovers)
God rest ye merry gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray Oh, tidings [bad word] and [bad word] and joy Oh, tidings [bad word] and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed babe was born And laid within a manger, Upon a Christmas morn' That which his mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn Oh, tidings [bad word] and [bad word] and joy Oh, tidings [bad word] and joy From God, our heavenly father, blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The son of God by name Oh, tidings [bad word] and [bad word] and joy Oh, tidings [bad word] and joy Now to the Lord sing praises All you within this place And with [bad word] love and brother hood Each other now embrace This holy tide of Christmas All others doth deface oh oh O tidings [bad word] and [bad word] and joy O tidings [bad word] and joy...