Medley: We Three Kings of Orient Are / O Little Town of Bethlehem Songtext
von Ella Fitzgerald

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star

Born a King on Bethlehem′s plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign


O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by

Yet in the dark street shineth
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight

The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight