All Is Grace - Palace Brothers

The blessed grace of waking up 
Of breathing in the sheets 
And hello to you, at the window 
Hello to you 

Down the hill I'd like to take you 
To where I shot a little deer, 
My little dear 
I'd like to take you down there 

Rinsing out the iron cup 
To have a glass of wine 
To have an iron cup of wine 
Dear, to drink it down there 

A drunken pair 
Goodbye, despair 
One night is 'til one morning 
And one sad night 
he held me by 
and held me until it was morning 

And once the temperature did fall 
Goodnight to Father, Mother 
My bambina was all in for a while 

All is grace tonight to you 
And tomorrow we will be, 
And tomorrow we shall see, 
And tomorrow, too