Songtexte: Christina Aguilera. My Kind Of Christmas. Angels We Have Heard On High.
Glo, glo, glo, Gloria
Yeah
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing over the plain
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Glo, glo, glo, Gloria
In excelsis Deo
Oh, no, yeah, yeah
Shepards, why this jubilee
Why your joyous song prolong
What the gladsome tidings be, oh
That inspire your heavenly, heavenly song, oh
Glo, glo, glo, Gloria
In excelsis Deo
Oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh yeah
Oh, come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing, oh
Come on adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord, our new born King
Glo, Glo, Glo, Gloria
In excelsis Deo
Oh yeah
On the day, that Christ was born
The angels sang such a heavenly song
In excelsis Deo, oh
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high
Jesus Christ
In excelsis Deo
In excelsis Deo
In excelsis Deo
Yeah
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing over the plain
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Glo, glo, glo, Gloria
In excelsis Deo
Oh, no, yeah, yeah
Shepards, why this jubilee
Why your joyous song prolong
What the gladsome tidings be, oh
That inspire your heavenly, heavenly song, oh
Glo, glo, glo, Gloria
In excelsis Deo
Oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh yeah
Oh, come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing, oh
Come on adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord, our new born King
Glo, Glo, Glo, Gloria
In excelsis Deo
Oh yeah
On the day, that Christ was born
The angels sang such a heavenly song
In excelsis Deo, oh
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high
Jesus Christ
In excelsis Deo
In excelsis Deo
In excelsis Deo
My Kind Of Christmas
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