Die Roten Rosen

One, two, three, four
Hark! The Herald angels sing: "Glory to the newborn King!"
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled
Joyful, all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies
With angelic host proclaim: "Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! The herald angels sing: "Glory to the newborn King!"
Hark! The herald angels sing: "Glory to the newborn King!"
Thanks to science he can smile, wife and husband reconciled
No more let-downs, no more strife. All because the pill of life