Winter bird, sing, Sing me a song about nöel! Sing about the Nazarene And his treasures in gold and myrrh. If I could sing, I would sing but I'm silently sighing ♪ Sing and let your song be comfort and joy, Comfort and joy "Oh! Good tidings I bring To you about a newborn king! The glorious wonders of all things Is hidden in his voice His eyes are forever shining wildly!" ♪ Colour bird paint Paint me an image of nöel! Paint the people Who heard the heavenly choir! If I could see, I would paint, but I'm slowly blinding. ♪ Paint and let your strokes be comfort and joy, Comfort and joy! "Oh! Good Tidings I bring To you about a newborn king! The glorious wonders of all things Is hidden in his hands, His hands, No one can understand: The child, the man, the Holy Son of Man, the Godly Is gathered in one."