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Christmas in Eire

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An old traditional
Irish Christmas carol is “Curoo, Curoo,” or the Carol of the Birds. It is
thought to date back to at least the 18th century.

Full many a bird did wake and fly Curoo, curoo, curoo

Full many a bird did wake and fly To the manger bed with a wandering cry

On Christmas day in the morning Curoo, curoo, curoo Curoo, curoo, curoo

The lark, the dove, the red bird came Curoo, curoo, curoo

The lark, the dove, the red bird came And they did sing in sweet Jesus’ name

On Christm

as day in the morning Curoo, curoo, curoo Curoo, curoo, curoo

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The owl was there with eyes so wide Curoo, curoo, curoo

The owl was there with eyes so wide And he did sit at sweet Mary’s side

On Christmas day in the morning Curoo, curoo, curoo Curoo, curoo, curoo

The shepherds knelt upon the hay Curoo, curoo, curoo

The shepherds knelt upon the hay And angels sang the night away

On Christmas day in the morning Curoo, curoo, curoo Curoo, curoo, curoo

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A Dutch Christmas Carol

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Here are the English lyrics of this lovely Dutch Christmas Carol.

bellsJesus, You are welcome here with us today. You came to earth from heaven on Christmas day.

Jesus, You are welcome now to stay with us again. In our sinful hearts, give us mercy, come and reign.

Kyrieleis. (Have mercy, Lord)

“Christ have mercy on us”, we together sing. For what You’ve done to save us our praise we bring.

You were born on Christmas, God among us here to be. Bringing us salvation, from sin to set us free.

Kyrieleis. (Have mercy, Lord)

Shepherds in the fields heard angels’ words of cheer. They could not understand it: they shook with fear.

“Go and find your Savior,” said the angel in the skies. “Leave your sheep to seek him: in Bethlehem he lies.”

Kyrieleis. (Have mercy, Lord)

Wise men came to seek him from a distant land. To give their richest treasure was what they planned.

Placing gold and frankincense and myrrh before their King, Love and adoration, the best of gifts to bring.

Kyrieleis. (Have mercy, Lord.)

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(In the Dutch Language)

Jezus, u bent van harte welkom hier bij ons. U kwam naar de aarde vanuit de hemel op Eerste Kerstdag. Jezus, u bent van harte welkom om bij ons logeren. In onze zondige harten, ons genade, en reign. Kyrieleis. (Genade, Lord)

“Christus zijn genade op ons”, we samen zingen. Voor wat u hebt gedaan om te voorkomen dat onze lof brengen we. U bent geboren op Kerstmis, God onder ons. Ons heil, van zonde om ons gratis. Kyrieleis. (Genade, Lord)

Herders in de velden horen angels’ bemoedigende woorden. Ze konden niet begrijpen dat zij schudde met angst. “Ga en zoek uw Verlosser,” zei de engel in de hemel. “Laat uw schapen te trachten hem: te Bethlehem hij ligt.” Kyrieleis. (Genade, Lord)

Wijs mannen kwamen om hem uit een ver land. De rijkste schat was wat ze gepland. Het goud en frankincense werd binnengebracht en mirre voor hun Koning, liefde en aanbidding, het beste van geschenken te brengen. Kyrieleis. (Genade, Lord.)

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Barcelona

Christmas in Spain is celebrated by singing special songs, called villancicos. They are sung at intimate parties with close friends, mainly by children who are the protagonists of the celebrations. Spaniards are people who love to get together with family to eat and enjoy each others company and sing Christmas Carols next to the Christmas tree or Nativity scene.

The Virgin is combing between curtain and curtain. The hair is gold and the comb of fine silver.

But mira as drink the fish in the river but looks like drink by see the born God.

Drink and drink and go back to drinking the fish in the river to see God birth.

The Virgin is washing and tending in the Romero. The little angels singing and the romero flourish

but looks like drink the fish in the river but look as drink to see the God born.

Drink and drink and go back to drinking the fish in the river to see God birth.

The Virgin is washing with soap and a little bit. If you removed the hands of my heart.

But mira as drink the fish in the river but looks like drink by see the born God ……..

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La Virgen se esta peinando entre cortina y cortina. Los cabellos son de oro y el peine de plata fina.

Pero mira como beben los peces en el río pero mira como beben por ver al Dios nacido. Beben y beben y vuelven a beber los peces en el río por ver a Dios nacer.

La Virgen está lavando y tendiendo en el romero. Los angelitos cantando y el romero floreciendo

Pero mira como beben los peces en el río pero mira como beben por ver al Dios nacido. Beben y beben y vuelven a beber los peces en el río por ver a Dios nacer.

La Virgen está lavando con un poquito é jabón. Si le quitaran las manos manos de mi corazón.

Pero mira como beben los peces en el río pero mira como beben por ver al Dios nacido……..

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Russian Carols

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Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells
of youth, and home and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are past away,
And many a heart that then was gay
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And hears no more these evening bells.
And so ’twill be when I am gone; That tuneful peal will still ring
on while other bards will walk these dells,
and sing your praise, sweet evening bells.
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Вечерний звон, вечерний звон!
Как много дум наводит он
О юных днях в краю родном,
Где я любил, где отчий дом.
И как я, с ним навек простясь,
Там слушал звон в последний раз!

Уже не зреть мне светлых дней
Весны обманчивой моей!
И сколько нет теперь в живых
Тогда веселых, молодых!
И крепок их могильный сон;
Не слышен им вечерний звон.

Лежать и мне в земле сырой!
Напев унывный надо мной
В долине ветер разнесет;
Другой певец по ней пройдет.
И уж не я, а будет он
В раздумье петь вечерний звон

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A Carol from Italy

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You Come Down from the Stars (English)

 You come down from the stars Oh King of Heavens, And you come in a cave In the cold, in the frost.
And you come in a cave In the cold, in the frost.
Oh my Divine Baby I see you trembling here, Oh Blessed God, Ah, how much it cost you, Your loving me.

Ah, how much it cost you, Your loving me.

For you, who are of all the world The creator, No robes and fire, Oh my Lord. No robes and fire, Oh my Lord.
Dear chosen one, little infant This dire poverty, Makes me love you more Since Love made you poor now.
Since Love made you poor now.

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Tu scendi dalle stelle (Italian)

Tu scendi dalle stelle O Re del Cielo E vieni in una grotta Al freddo al gelo.

E vieni in una grotta Al freddo al gelo.

O Bambino mio Divino Io ti vedo qui a tremar, O Dio Beato Ah, quanto ti costò L’avermi amato.

Ah, quanto ti costò L’avermi amato.

A te che sei del mondo, Il creatore Mancano panni e fuoco, O mio Signore.

Mancano panni e fuoco, O mio Signore.

Caro eletto, Pargoletto, Quanto questa povertà, Piu m’innamora

Giacche ti fece amor Povero ancora.

Giacche ti fece amor Povero ancora.

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Good Night Everybody !

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Posted December 15, 2013 by PapaBear in Experiences, History, Prose, Songs, Uncategorized

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  1. I know where to go if I need some info on Xmas lore, carols and traditions!
    May you have peaceful and warm Holidays.

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