merry organ, sweet singing inthechoirThe holly bears a blossom as white as lily flower. And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ to be our sweet Savior. O the rising of the sun and the running of the deer
come home again to Wales (Choir alone). We'll keep a welcome inthe hillside. We'll keep a welcome inthe Vales. This land you knew will still be singing. When you come home again to Wales (Bryn
darkest desire. When life sings for you through the devil's choir. Fear (Hey!) wont (Hey!). Steal what burns in you (Hey!) I'll carry on. And wait for the fire. My desire, devil's choir. My desire