Testo di Coventry Carol/ King Without a Mountain

Lullay lully thou little tiny child Bye-bye lullay lully Now woe is me poor child for thee I ever mourn and sign O sisters too how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling for whom we sing Bye-bye lullay lully Herod the king in his raging Charged he hath this day His men of might in his own sight All young children to slay Here the royal cataclysm Herod in his raging Merciless swift ambition None to him worth saving Can you hear the childless mothers say Martyred murdered how hast thou been slain Here a king without a mountain No chariot to come to him Lean in close now and listen Prepare the golden diadem And I hear the child's mother say Nearer clearer thou hast come to reign