Lyrics:
Hmm dekho raste mein
Haste haste mein
Baat Pahuchi Kahan se kahan
Mera Wada hai Yeh iraada hai
Jaungi Main bhi tum ho jahan
Maan lo maan lo maan lo
This, this is Christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him praise
The babe, the son of Mary
So bring him incense,
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him praise,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
So bring Him
world with great haste
You don't know what will be defaced
Your bones will rot with toxic waste
Stretch the latex on your face
Approach this world with
Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him praise,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where
a haste to my bea bea
I'm in a I'm in a I'm in a haste to my bea bea
I'm in a I'm in a I'm in a haste to my bea bea
I'm in a I'm in a I'm in a haste to my
Follow karte hai wo bhi jo haste the kal
Chahte hai wo bhi jo jalte the kal
Khaa liye taane wo haske sabhi
Pahuche hai yaha tak hai khudka akal
is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary
So bring him incense, gold
Mein Naam Ke Hai Danke Bajte
Haye Haye Danke Bajte
Arey Dil Apna Deti Hai Kudiyaan Haste Haste
Haye Haye Haste Haste
Mera Naam Mohalle Mein Leti Hai Sote
haste when
All we're doing's only moving in place, yeah
There ain't no need to make haste when
All we're doing's only moving in place, I said
I'm no
this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!
So bring Him incense, gold,
this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe, the son of Mary
So bring him incense, gold,
Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him, Lord
The babe, the Son of Mary
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh
Come
is Christ the King
Whome shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe the son of Mary
Why lies He in such mean estate
disch net esu ann,
Du steihst he die janze Zick eröm
Häste och kei Jeld,
Dat es janz ejal,
Drink doch met un kümmer disch net drüm
Drink doch ene
this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste haste to bring Him laud
The babe, the son of Mary
So bring him incense gold
this is Christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe, the son of Mary
So bring him incense, gold,
Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him praise
The Babe, the Son of God
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh
Come
the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary
O raise, raise a song on high
His mother sings
Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe, the son of Mary
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox
this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!
So bring Him incense, gold,
anthems sweet
While shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe the son of Mary
(Do you) hear what I hear
(Do you) hear what I
christ the king
whom shepherds guard and angels sing
haste, haste to bring him praise
the babe, the son of mary
he lies in such a lowly place
where ox
is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, Haste to bring Him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Babe, the Son of Mary
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