I’ll show you how it’s done
You’ll smile through the pain
Sweetly singing over the plain
«Gloria, Gloria
In Excelsis Deo»
They’ll show us how it’s done
Out in the street
No, they don’t have much
But listen to them sing
«Gloria, Gloria
In Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria»
Playing on their harps of gold
And the mountains in reply
Echo, echo, echo
And the mountains in reply
Echo, echo, echo
«Gloria, Gloria
In Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria»
Playing on their harps of
Playing on their harps of gold
Over the plain