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LONG, LONG AGO
Winds through the olive trees
Softly did blow,
Round little Bethlehem
Long, long ago.
Sheep on the hillside lay
Whiter than snow;
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago.
Then from the happy sky,
Angels bent low,
Singing their songs of joy,
Long, long ago.
For in a manger bed,
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem,
很久很久以前
风儿轻轻地
吹过橄榄树丛，
吹过小小的伯利恒，
很久很久以前。
山坡上躺着
比雪还白的羊群，
牧羊人在看管它们，
很久很久以前。
天使们从幸福的天堂，
俯下身子，
欢快地歌唱，
很久很久以前。
我们知道，这是因为
耶稣降生到伯利恒，
以马槽当摇篮，
很久很久以前。
