Poème de l'amour et de la mer: 2. Interlude

Going through the hills on a night all starry On the way to Bethlehem, Far away I heard a shepherd boy piping On the way to Bethlehem. Angels in the sky brought this message nigh: "Dance and sing for joy that Christ the newborn King Is come to bring us peace on Earth, And he's lying cradled there at Bethlehem." "Tell me, shepherd boy piping tunes so merrily On the way to Bethlehem, Who will hear your tunes on these hills so lonely On the way to Bethlehem?" "None may hear my pipes on these hills so lonely On the way to Bethlehem; But a King will hear me play sweet lullabies When I get to Bethlehem." Angels in the sky came down from on high, Hovered o'er the manger where the babe was lying Cradled in the arms of his mother Mary, Sleeping now at Bethlehem "Where is this new King, shepherd boy piping merrily, Is he there at Bethlehem?" I will find him soon by the star shining brightly In the sky o'er Bethlehem." "May I come with you, shepherd boy piping merrily, Come with you to Bethlehem? Pay my homage too at the new King's cradle, Is it far to Bethlehem?" Angels in the sky brought this message nigh: "Dance and sing for joy that Christ the infant King Is born this night in lowly stable yonder, Born for you at Bethlehem."