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

Johnny Mercer – 1947

(origineel ‘Les feuilles mortes’
door Jacques Prévert – 1945)