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And Winter Came... (11/10/2008)
11/10/2008
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And Winter Came...

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(Lyrics by Roma Ryan)

Somewhere
In a winter night
The angels
Begin their flight;
Dark skies
With miles to go,
No footsteps
To be lost in snow.

They fly to you
Oh, new-born king
They fly to you
Oh, angels sing

One is sorrow
One is peace
One will come
To give you sleep
One is comfort
One is grief
One will take
The tears you weep

New star
In a midnight sky
In heaven
All the angels fly
Soft wings so true
And all things
They will give to you

Somewhere
In a winter night
The angels
Begin their flight

Tonight
All sing
Oh, angels,
A new-born king
Tonight
All sing
Oh, angels
A new-born king

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(Lyrics by Roma Ryan)

Have you seen the mistletoe?
It fills the night with kisses.
Have you seen the bright new star?
It fills your heart with wishes.
Have you seen the candlelight?
It shines from every window.
Have you seen the moon above?
It lights the sky in silver.

Green is in the mistletoe
And red is in the holly,
Silver in the stars above
That shine on everybody.
Gold is in the candlelight and
Crimson in the embers.
White is in the winter night
That everyone remembers.

Have you heard the boys all sigh
When all the girls are skating?
Have you heard the sweetheart's cry
For all this time they're waiting?

Green is in the mistletoe
And red is in the holly,
Silver in the stars above
That shine on everybody.
Gold is in the candlelight and
Crimson in the embers.
White is in the winter night
That everyone remembers.

Have you seen the children playing? Tiny hands are frozen!
Have you seen them hurry home when suddenly it's snowing!

Green is in the mistletoe
And red is in the holly,
Silver in the stars above
That shine on everybody.
Gold is in the candlelight and
Crimson in the embers.
White is in the winter night
That everyone remembers.

Have you heard the bells are ringing,
Ringing out their story?
Have you heard the choir singing?
Glory! Glory! Glory!

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O come, o come emmanuel,
to free your captive Israel.
That mourns in lonely exile here,
until the Son of God appear.

Refrain:
Rejoice! Rejoice!
O Israel, to you shall come Emmanuel.

Veni, veni, Emanuel!
Captivum solve Israel!
Qui gemit in exilio,
Privatus Dei Filio.

Refrain:
Gaude, gaude, Emanuel
Nascetur pro te, Israel.

( Chanting - Gaude, gaude )

Refrain: (2x)
Gaude, gaude, Emanuel
Nascetur pro te, Israel

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(Lyrics by Roma Ryan)

City streets passing by
Underneath stormy skies

Neon signs in the night
Red and blue city lights
Cargo trains rolling by
Once again someone cries

Trains and winter rains
No going back no going home
Trains across the plains
And in the sky a star alone

Every time it's the same
One more night one more train
Everywhere empty roads
Where they go no-one knows

Trains and winter rains
No going back no going home
Trains across the plains
And in the sky a star alone
Trains and winter rains
No going back no going home
Trains across the plains
And in the sky a star alone

Trains and winter rains
No going back no going home
Trains across the plains
And in the sky a star alone
Trains and winter rains
No going back no going home
Trains across the plains
And in the sky a star alone

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(Lyrics by Roma Ryan)

Come! See! High above.
Come! See! High in the heavens
A new star shining bright;
Out of the darkness comes a light.

Come! Hear midnight chimes.
Come! Hear bells that are ringing
And from some distant shore
Sounds of a journey echo on.

This is the night,
They say,
Everyone wants a dream.
This is the night,
They say,
Nothing is as it seems.

Come! Sleep! Close your eyes.
Come! Sleep! Give me your sorrow
And I'll keep watch for you
Until the dawn is breaking through,
Until the morning wakens you.

Come! Dream through the night.
Come! Dream, and then tomorrow
You'll see your heart will know
Dreams are more precious than gold.
Dreams are more precious than gold.
Dreams are more precious than gold.

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(Roma Ryan)

The winter sky above us
Was shining
In moonlight,
And everywhere around us
The silence
Of midnight.
And we had gathered snowflakes;
Remember
The soft light
Of starlight on snow.

Oooh, remember this,
For no-one knows
The way love goes.
Oooh, remember this,
For no-one knows
The way life goes.

We walked the road together
One last time
By moonlight,
As underneath the heavens
The slow chimes
At midnight,
But nothing is forever
Not even
The starlight
At midnight
Not even
The moonlight...

Oooh, remember this,
For no-one knows
The way love goes.
Oooh, remember this,
For no-one knows
The way life goes.

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One toy soldier stands alone
With his drum down by his side

One toy soldier on his own
With his drum to keep the time

He keeps the beet of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He's one small toy for one small boy
But his heart is oh so blue

Who can mend my broken drum
Will it be as good as new

I must play when morning comes
I don't, what shall I do?

He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
While children sleep, he dreams so deep
There's a secret he must hide

For he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He wants to sing and hopes to bring
Happy christmas day to you

Da, Da, Da...

He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
Someone has come to mend his drum
Now his heart lights up with pride

So he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
When morning comes, he plays his drum

Happy Christmas Day to you!
Happy Christmas Day to you!
Happy Christmas Day to you!
Happy Christmas Day to you!

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Memories we share together
Moments no one else can know
I will keep them close to me
Never let them go

Once you filled my hands with roses
Then you gave your heart to me
When a kiss had followed this
Love was meant to be

Time goes by
And the snow is drifting
Slowly in the sky
Cold, cold night
As you lie beside me
I can hear your heartbeat

You have lost yourself in dreaming
I have lost myself in you
Now we lie beneath the sky
Stars and midnight blue

Stars and midnight blue

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When tears are in your eyes
It's time to look inside
Your heart can find another way

Believe in what I say
Don't throw this time away
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day

Christmas Day...

So let the shadows go
And drift away like snow
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day

Christmas Day...

So dream until the night,
Becomes the morning light
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day

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My! My! Time flies! One step and we're on the moon, next step into the stars
My! My! Time flies! Maybe we could be there soon, a one way ticket to mars

My! My! Time flies! A man underneath a tree, an apple falls on his head
My my time flies a man wrote a symphony, it's 1812

My! My! Time flies! Four guys across abbey road, one forgot to wear shoes
My! My! Time flies! A rap on a rhapsody, a king who's still in the news, a king to sing you the blues

My! My! Time flies! A man in a winter sleigh, white white white as the snow
My! My! Time flies! A new day is on its way, so let's let yesterday go
Could be we step out again
Could be tomorrow but then,
Could be 2010

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Music: Trad. - Lyrics: Trad. 
Language: Irish (Gaeilge) 

Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé,
Cách 'na suan dís araon.
Dís is dílse 'faire le spéis
Naíon beag, leanbh ceansa 'gus caomh.

Críost, 'na chodladh go sámh.
Críost, 'na chodladh go sámh.

Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé,
Aoirí ar dtús chuala 'n scéal.
Allelúia aingeal ag glaoch.
Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcéin.

Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin.
Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin.


Translation:

Silent Night
Silent night, night of God's son,
Everyone is asleep, the pair together.
The most faithful pair, watching with hope
A little baby, a mild and gentle child. 

Christ, calmly asleep.
Christ, calmly asleep. 

Silent night, night of God's son,
Shepherds were first to hear the tale.
The angels crying out Alleluia.
Lovely chanting near and far. 

Christ, the saviour himself.

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