Oh, little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shine The everlasting
(Phillips Brooks (1835-1893), 1868) O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by;
翻訳: ディラン、ボブ. ベツレヘムの小さな町.
: (Phillips Brooks (1835-1893), 1868) O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go
(Phillips Brooks (1835-1893), 1868) O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by