Sarah Lambert - 3 Drovers - текст песни (слова)

Across the plains one Christmas night, 
 Three drovers riding blithe and gay,
 Looked up and saw a starry light
 More radiant than the Milky Way;
 And on their hearts such wonder fell,
 They sang with joy. 'Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!' The air was dry with summer heat,
 And smoke was on the yellow moon;
 But from the heavens, faint and sweet,
 Came floating down a wond'rous turn;
 And as they heard, they sang full well
 Those drovers three. 'Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!' The black swans flew across the sky,
 The wild dog called across the plain,
 The starry lustre blazed on high,
 Still echoed on the heavenly strain;
 And still they sang, 'Noel! Noel!'
 Those drovers three. 'Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!'