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Tori Amos
Tori Amos


Информация
Настоящее имя Myra Ellen Amos
Дата рождения 22 августа 1963 г.
Место рождения Newton, North Carolina, United States
Жанры Alternative Rock
Baroque Pop
Electronica
Piano Rock
Годы 1986—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
Atlantic Records
Universal Republic Group
Сайт Website



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Midwinter Graces (10.11.2009)
10.11.2009
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Comfort and Joy (bonus track)
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Good King Wenceslas (iTunes bonus track)
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What child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap, is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?

This is winter's gift
This is what begins

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell
Every voice was singing
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell
Born this day a new Nowell
Nowell, Nowell

What child is this who, now awakes
In every heart, each morning
From dazzling light, through silver sky
Bring peace now from creation

This is winter's gift
This is what begins

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell
Every voice was singing
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell
Born this day a new
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell
Every voice was singing
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell
Born this day a new
Born this day a new Nowell
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell.

. . .


We three kings are coming again
Bearing gifts from the East
From the East

Some say a star will rise again
In the hearts of humankind
Some say we have been in exile
What we need is solar fire

Star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty
Westward leading, still proceeding
A star
A star of wonder

We bring gold and myrrh for him
From the East, frankincense
From the East

Some say a star will rise again
In the hearts of humankind
Some say we have been in exile
What we need is solar fire

Star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty
Westward leading, still proceeding
A star

Star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty
Westward leading, still proceeding
A star
A star of wonder
Of wonder.

. . .


The radio plays my holiday faves
It takes me back to when our love was new
Young lovers pass me by with their glow
That used to be us not so long ago
You said then
"I just want to spend a silent night with you"
With you
A silent night with you

Joy to the world, your arms kept me warm
Night after night, in such a cold world
Hear the bell strike, old pictures instead
Tell me the past is filling my head
You said then
"I just want to spend a silent night with you"
With you
A silent night with you

The radio plays my holiday faves
It takes me back to when our love was new
Lost in my daze, you slip past and say
"Girl, take my hand, see, nothing has changed
Now or then
I just want to spend a silent night with you"
With you
A silent night with you

All is calm
All is bright.

. . .


Candle, candle, are the children safe now?
Unlike they were long ago
Candle, candle, are the children safe now?
Sing the song of long ago
Candle, candle, are the children safe now?
Unlike we were long ago
Candle, candle, guide us and protect us
From those in darkness
From those in darkness

Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay
Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay

O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day
This poor Youngling for Whom we do sing
By, by, lully, lullay

Herod the king, in his raging
Charged he hath this day
His men of might, in his own sight
All young children to slay

That woe is me, poor Child for Thee
And ever morn and day
For Thy parting neither say nor sing
By, by, lully, lullay

Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay
Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay.

. . .


Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse's lineage coming
By ancient sibyls sung

A rose doth bear a flower
All in the cold midwinter
And at the midnight hour

And he waits for who to find
The heart she left behind
And he prays she'll find her way
To be his bride someday

Ivy
Of all the trees in the wood
Holly wants/woos the Rose
Holly and the Ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees in the wood
Holly bears the crown
Holly and the Ivy
The running of the deer
For his Rose to bloom
Holly waits every year

He waits for who to find
The heart she left behind
He prays she'll find her way
To be his bride someday

Ivy
Of all the trees in the wood
Holly wants/woos the Rose
Holly and the Ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees in the wood
Holly bears the crown
The holly and the Ivy
The running of the deer
For his Rose to bloom
Holly waits every year
For his Rose to bloom
Holly waits every year
Waits every year

Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung!
The frozen air perfuming
That tiny bloom doth swell
Its rays the night illuming
The darkness quite dispel

O flower beyond compare
Bloom in our heart's midwinter
Restore the springtime here.

. . .


I'll show you how it's done
You'll smile through the pain
Sweetly singing
Over the plain

Gloria
Gloria
In excelsis deo

They'll show us how it's done
Out in the street
No, they don't have much
Oh, but listen to them sing

Gloria
Gloria
In excelsis deo
Gloria

Gloria
Playing on their harps of gold

And the mountains in reply
Echo, echo, echo
And the mountains in reply
Echo, echo, echo

Gloria
Gloria
In excelsis deo
Gloria
Gloria
Playing on their harps of
Playing on their harps of gold

Over the plain.

. . .


When the bell brought in Midwinter
I waited for a sign
A shadow, of a wing
This has always been

The children know this,
That she will come to them
To them
To them

Snow Angel, Snow Angel, Snow Angel
She'll make her way
And she'll stay
For a Time, For a time

In the dark of this Midwinter,
The moon slipped from night
A shadow, of a wing
This has always been

The Children know this...

And she'll stay, for a time
And it's time

. . .


Bring your torches
Bring your torches
With every candle raised
With every lantern flame
Light after light in every village
Welcoming home every friend

Bring your torches
Bring your torches
Bring your torches Jeanette, Isabella
Bring your torch to the cradle run
Bring your torches Jeanette, Isabella
Bring your torch to the cradle run

Christ is born O come before him
Mary calls us to adore him
hush hush
Such a lovely mother
hush hush
Such a lovely son

Bring your torches
Bring your torches
Wish every light will find it's way
This is what every mother prays
Night after night the lights they will guide you
Welcoming home every friend

Bring your torches
Bring your torches
Bring your torches Jeanette, Isabella
Bring your torch to the cradle run
Through the doorway softly filing
To his manger bed we creep
Torches' glow the Babe discloses
Fair as snow, with cheeks like roses
hush, hush, hushaby sweetly smiling
hush, hush, hushaby fast asleep

Bring your torches Jeanette, Isabella

. . .


Dawn Roses, that is what you call
All the girls in the world
Even the thorns
You're surrounded by an army of two
Who adore you.

Our joy isn't about a present
Or a grown-up .....?
Little boys are getting an honourable mention from me
But this year I'm thinking

Shower the world
Shower the world
Shower the world with pink if you please
Shower the world
Shower the world

Black satin is what I wore
That, and our hearts left on the floor
How was I in that marshmallow snow
To know my life would change that night

Our joy isn't about a present
Or a grown-up .... ?
Little boys are getting an honourable mention from me
But this year I'm thinking

Shower the world
Shower the world
Shower the world with pink if you please
Shower the world
Shower the world
Shower the world in pink

We will paint the town
Champagne never looked so divine
On his lips the sweetest words:
'Love, you've given me quite a ride'.

. . .


O come, O come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel

Long ago the earth lay sleeping
Waiting for the darkest night
To bring with it the dove of peace
Rising on the wings
Wings of the sun
Rising on the wings of the sun

O come, O come, thou Dayspring bright!
Pour on our souls thy healing light
Dispel the long night's lingering gloom
And pierce the shadows of the tomb
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

. . .


A winter's carol
First song of the robin
A winter's carol
I go through the land
And I can hear it
Ringing out
Ringing out
From pine to oak
Bringing out with the December snow
Ringing out
A gift of old
Wrapped in ribbons of gold
For the whole world
For the whole world
The summer queen
has been in darkness
The summer queen
has been in darkness
the summer queen
surrenders to this
To him she reveals
the secrets
To him she reveals
the Wine Ham secrets
for a time
rejoice
Fire and frosted marriage
Through a midwinter clearing
a forest greets the snowy evening
Year after year, the holly king
passes the torch as it was intended
through a midwinter clearing
a final kiss and a new beginning
kiss on queen wearing his wreath
soon with the sun she will reascend
through a midwinter clearing
the forest greets a snowy evening
with wands of yew, the holly king
passes the torch as it was intended
passes the torch as it was intended
A winter's carol
the song of the robin
the sun is reborn
from the starry heavens
A winter's carol
echoes the sound of wonder
and I can hear it
ringing out
Ringing out,
From pine to oak
Bringing out, with the December snow
Ringing out
A gift of old
Wrapped in ribbons of gold
For the whole world
For the whole world
For the whole world
Ringing out,
winter's carol
Ringing out,
winter's carol
Ringing out,
winter's

. . .


Glasses raised, we all say "cheers."
could this be the one? Our New Year.
Even after all this time, I don't know why,
Why you went away

Lately I'm sure it's
You there, waving
In the distance

Closer, the closer I get
Disappointment tails,
Yes it tails

They just have the same color of your hair.

You're not there

Every corner that I turn
I've convinced myself
One day you'll be there

Choruses of Auld Lang Syne
Could this be the year?
Yours and mine?

Lately I'm sure it's
You there, waving
In the distance

Closer, the closer I get
Disappointment tails,
yes it tails

They just have the same
Color of your hair

You're not there

Glasses raised we all say "cheers."
Could this be the one?
This could be the one.
Could this be the one?
Our new year.

. . .


The bagel man said, "T, what will you have,
and where is that husband?"
I paused, "In London"
"When's he coming back?"
"Tomorrow he lands"
"When I was a lad, a Christmas I had
was in Londontown surrounded by singing"

Let nothing, no nothing, nothing you dismay
Remember the light is born every day
With tidings of comfort and joy and joy
Tidings of comfort and joy and joy

"With the world at war, a Europe then torn
what family was left said, ‘We must brave the new world'
while waiting to board our boat for New York
some carolers came to wave farewell singing"

Let nothing, no nothing, nothing you dismay
Remember the light is born every day
With tidings of comfort and joy and joy
Tidings of comfort and joy and joy

. . .


Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round young virgin, Mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night
When thou smil'st, love-beams bright
Pierce the darkness all around
Son of God, thy birth doth sound
Our salvation's hour
Our salvation's hour

Silent night, holy night
Sleeps the earth, calm and quiet
Lovely child, now take thy rest
On thy mother's gentle breast
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Just sleep in heavenly peace

. . .


Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shown the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel, fuel

Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st 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

Bring me flesh, and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear them thither
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather

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, good my page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze they blood less cold, 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
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find bless, blessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find bless, blessing
Blessing

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