Winds Through the Olive Trees Songtext
von The Gothard Sisters
Winds Through the Olive Trees Songtext
Winds through the olive trees,
Softly did blow.
′Round little Bethlehem,
Long, long ago.
Sheep on the hillsides lay
Whiter than snow,
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago.
Then from the happy skies
Angels bent low,
Singing their songs of joy;
Long, long ago.
For, in a manger bed
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem
Long, long ago.
Winds through the olive trees,
Softly did blow.
'Round little Bethlehem,
Long, long ago.
Softly did blow.
′Round little Bethlehem,
Long, long ago.
Sheep on the hillsides lay
Whiter than snow,
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago.
Then from the happy skies
Angels bent low,
Singing their songs of joy;
Long, long ago.
For, in a manger bed
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem
Long, long ago.
Winds through the olive trees,
Softly did blow.
'Round little Bethlehem,
Long, long ago.
Writer(s): Lark Greta Gothard, Lark Gothard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com