The falling leaves drift by the window 
The autumn leaves of red and gold 
I see your lips the summer kisses 
The sun burned hands I used to hold 
Since you went away the days grow long 
And soon I'll hear old winter songs 
But I miss you most of all my darling 
When autumn leaves start to fall 

Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement, sans faire de [bad word] 
But I miss you most of all my darling 
When autumn leaves start to fall...