What child is this who lays to rest? On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ
What child is this, who, laid to rest On Mary's lap, is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this
Fordítás: Faith Hill. Mi Child Is This?.
ahead this time Seems far too good to be true I know... I know I know that there is a savior when the day is through A passive knowing, a faithful wanting
up Lauryn Hill Just to show her how that thing really feel It's really ill what the dilly with T-Boz and Chili? I'd rather have this big dick than a
you gotta go When you gotta go they tell you You gotta go So faith my child has pluses and minuses Golden dust is cleansing my sinuses Rise above if that's what
what I feel for you is real love In other's eyes I see reflected A hurt, scorned and rejected Love child, never meant to be Love child, born in poverty Love child
Well you gotta go When you gotta go they tell you You gotta go So faith my child has pluses and minuses Golden dust is cleansing my sinuses Rise above if that's what
Something' that I won't believe in again And it's killin' me but it's got to be This is where our forever ends You say forever like you know what it is
can up Lauryn Hill Just to show her how that thing really feel It's really ill what the dilly with T-Boz and Chili? I'd rather have this big dick than
