El Primer Noel

Bob Dylan

The First Noel

The First Noel
The angels did say
Was to certain
Poor shepherds
In fields as they lay
In fields where they may
Keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night
That was so deep
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born
Is the King of Israel

They looked up
And saw a star
Shining in the East
Beyond them far
And to the Earth
It gave great light
And so it continued
Both day and night
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born
Is the King of Israel

Then entered
In those Wise men three
Full reverently
Upon their knee
And offered there
In His presence
Their gold and myrrh
And frankincense
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born
Is the King of Israel
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born
Is the King of Israel

El Primer Noel

El Primer Noel
Los ángeles dijeron
Fue a ciertos
Pobres pastores
En los campos donde yacían
En campos donde podían
Cuidando sus ovejas
En una fría noche de invierno
Que era tan profunda
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Ha nacido
Es el Rey de Israel

Miraron hacia arriba
Y vieron una estrella
Brillando en el Este
Más allá de ellos lejos
Y a la Tierra
Le dio gran luz
Y así continuó
Tanto de día como de noche
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Ha nacido
Es el Rey de Israel

Luego entraron
Esos tres Sabios
Con toda reverencia
De rodillas
Y ofrecieron allí
En Su presencia
Su oro y mirra
Y incienso
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Ha nacido
Es el Rey de Israel
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Ha nacido
Es el Rey de Israel

Escrita por: Jörgen Elofsson