Quay lại trang chủ | Luyện nghe Bài Hát

 Guillô,  ton tambourin,
 Toi, prends  flûte, Robin
 Au son  ces instruments
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
  son de ces instruments
 Je dirai  gaiement.
 
 Willie, bring your little 
  get your fife, and come,
 And  merry while you play.
 
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
 We will  as you play
  the joy for Christmas day.
 
 When the men of olden 
  the King of Kings their praise
 They  pipes on which to play.
 
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
 They had drums on which to 
 For the joy of  day.
 
 God and man became 
 More in tune than  and drum,
  be merry while you play.
 
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
 Come be merry while  play
 On this  Christmas day.
 
 While  angels wing
 To  newborn King,
 I will sing for  blessed Babe
 On this  Christmas day.
 
 God and man became 
 More in tune than fife and 
 So  merry while you play.
 
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
 Come be merry  you play
 On  joyous Christmas day.
 
 While  angels wing
 To the newborn 
 I will  for the blessed Babe
 On this joyous  day.
 
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu-ra-le. Come  hear them patapan.
 Bring  little drum.
  get your fife and come.
 Tu-re-lu-re-lu-ra-le.  and hear them patapan.
  of olden days
 Gave the King of Kings  praise.
 On  joyous Christmas.
 Bring  little drum.
 Robin, get your  and come.
 Come be merry.
 Men of  days
 Gave  King of Kings their praise.
 On this joyous 
 Bring your little 
 Robin, get your fife and 
 Come be merry.
  of olden days
 Gave the King  Kings their praise.
 On this joyous