The falling leaves drift by the window,
the autumn leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips, the summer kisses,
the sunburned hands 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.
English lyric by Johnny Mercer
French lyric and music by Jacques Prevert and Joseph Kosma
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