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All is Glory: Καινούριο τραγούδι του Ναυπλιώτη τενόρου Ντίνου Καλύβα


Composition & orchestration Akis Melis, Earth Sound Studio, Athens
Lyrics, production, marketing & video Katja Tanskanen, Finland
Artist photos Dino Kalyvas, Pavlos Christodoulou


Lyrics

1. When my grieving soul is like a stone,
life hides far away and I’m alone.
Still I know you’re dancing over there
Lily of the valley in your hair.

All is glory, when we love.
All is glory. Fly my dove!

I don’t need a golden way to reach you.
I can read your eyes with heaven’s deep blue.
When the sun is stolen, welcome new day!
We have fun and I don’t hear what kings say.

In the night it’s delight,
when you write with your light all my dreams come true.
Never it’s too late.
Life is a storm center. Keep loving my temper.
Stay in the temple of faith.

2. When I saw us walking side by side,
you were in my dream my love, my bride.
Still I know you’re dancing over there
Lily of the valley in your hair.

All is glory, when we love.
All is glory. Fly my dove!

You can heal the pain I’m facing.
All the angels of the heaven’s hall are praising.
I can feel the rain. We’ll meet again.
All the darkness will not break the chain.
All is glory, you’re my glory.
All the angels of the heaven’s hall are praising.
Joy is glory, grief is in my ring.
But this waiting will not break the chain.

All is glory, life is glory, love is glory, tears are far away.
The queen of my heart, my soul, my queen of heart, no one could take your part. My queen of heart, I love and need you.

3. I don’t miss the goddess of my gloom.
Did I hear your invite to your room?
Still I know you’re dancing over there
Lily of the valley in your hair.

All is glory, when we love.
All is glory. You’re my dove!

I don’t need a golden way to reach you.
I can read your eyes with heaven’s deep blue.
When the sun is stolen, welcome new day!
We have fun and I don’t hear what kings say.

In the night it’s delight,
when you write with your light all my dreams come true.
Never it’s too late.
Life is a storm center. Keep loving my temper.
Stay in the temple stay!

When my grieving soul is like a stone,
life hides far away and I’m alone.
Now I see you dancing over there
Lily of the valley in your hair.

All is glory, when we love.
All is glory. Fly my dove!

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