Polnočni zvon (F. Bricelj) - The Midnight Bell
Polnočni zvon, zapoj, zapoj.
Gospod se je rodil nocoj.
//Kako je lep njegov obraz,
ko diha vanj in brije mraz.//.
Sprejmimo ga v prijazen stan,
gorak naj bo, mehko postlan.
Odet, zavit, počiva naj,
in mir sladak uživa naj.
//Zemljan, imej to Dete rad,
poplača ti stotisočkrat.//
Saj je nebes zemlje lastnik
ta mali naš Odrešenik.
O, midnight bell, sing out, sing out,
for the Lord is born tonight.
How beautiful is His face
as He breathes in the sharp, cold wind.
Let us welcome Him
to a cheerful dwelling place,
may He be warm and softly swaddled.
May He rest now, wrapped and blanketed
and may He enjoy sweet peace.
Mankind, love this infant
for He rewards you a thousandfold.
He is master of heaven and earth
this little Redeemer of ours.
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