CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : All Of Its Glory

Oh my love, I pray for you
I stand in your garden and weep
As southern winds blow over me
The air grows bitter and bleak
He wrote to me almost every day
He wrote "Little girl be brave"
I cast my eyes over blood red fields
And I sink into my grave

Count your blessings and forget your sins
For this is where the dream ends and life begins


He walked away with his head high
And a smile to shadow his pain
Nothing but the world stands between us
In all of its glory the sun will rise again

Oh my love, I long for you
But your voice escapes my mind
The ember glow of the burning sky
Leaves a sinister beauty behind

In all of its glory, the sun will rise again