Autumn Leaves (Les feuilles mortes)

The falling leaves drift by the window

The autumn leaves of red and gold

I see your lips, the summer kisses

The sunburned hand I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long

And soon I‘‘ll hear old winter‘‘s song

But I miss you most of all, my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall

Since you went away the days grow long

And soon I‘‘ll hear old winter‘‘s song

But I miss you most of all, my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall