| 《Les Feuilles Mortes(秋叶 / 枯叶)》
 
  
 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
 
 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
 
 
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