The falling leaves drift by my window The falling 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
(Instrumental)
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 miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves start to fall
Anònim ha dit…
Doncs auquí ens esclaten les pedres ja fa dies. Una miqueta de siusplaaaaaaauuuu... que al final ens haurem de dutxar amb coca-cola i no vegis com pringa!
Barbollaire, saps cantar? Arare, saps ballar la dança de la pluja? Jo poso les coca-coles :)
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(Eva Cassidy)
The falling leaves drift by my window
The falling 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
(Instrumental)
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 miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
Una miqueta de siusplaaaaaaauuuu... que al final ens haurem de dutxar amb coca-cola i no vegis com pringa!
Barbollaire, saps cantar?
Arare, saps ballar la dança de la pluja?
Jo poso les coca-coles :)