Angel we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plain And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strain Gloria In excellsis deo Gloria In excellsis
A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe doth seek to
(Public Domain) Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plain And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strain [Chorus:] Gloria
Traducere: Grant, Amy. O Îngerii Mighty Cetatea am auzit pe mare.
