Autumn leaves
The falling leavesDrift by my window (Drift: ir a la deriva)The falling leavesOf red and goldI see your lipsThe summer kissesThe sunburned handsI used to holdSince you went awayThe days grow longAnd soon I'll hearOld winter's songBut I miss you most of allMy darlingWhen autumn leavesStart to fallSince you went awayThe days grow longAnd soon I'll hearOld winter's songBut I miss you most of allMy darlingWhen autumn leavesStart to fall
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