We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient are;

Bearing gifts we traverse afar,

Field and fountain, moor and mountain,

Following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of light,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to thy perfect light.

Nigistat ke misrak hager

Sitota yezen metenal

Kokeb'n teketelegn

Ante eskaleheibet

O girum kokeb kidusen

Histanun yayenebet

Ye negusun zena semten

Lin segdelet metenal