[00:00.000] 作词 : Neale
[00:32.977]Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the Feast of Stephen,
[00:39.112]When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
[00:45.071]Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
[00:51.519]When a poor man came in sight, gath’ring winter fuel.
[01:00.041]“Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling,
[01:05.700]Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?”
[01:11.395]“Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
[01:17.533]Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes’ fountain.”
[01:52.964]“Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger,
[02:00.046]Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer.”
[02:04.873]“Mark my footsteps, my good page, tread now in them boldly,
[02:10.847]You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.”
[02:19.662]In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;
[02:24.845]Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.
[02:30.858]Therefore, Christian men, be sure, while God’s gifts possessing,
[02:37.618]You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.

作词 : Neale
Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gath’ring winter fuel.
“Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling,
Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes’ fountain.”
“Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger,
Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer.”
“Mark my footsteps, my good page, tread now in them boldly,
You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.”
In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, while God’s gifts possessing,
You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.