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The falling leaves
drift by my window
The autumn leaves
of red and gold.
I see your lips,
the summerkisses,
the sunburned hands
I used to hold.
Since you went away
the days grew long
and soon I'll hear
old wintersong.
But I miss you most of all
my darling
when autumn leaves start to fall.
(Fett stulen bild, men den var snygg)
drift by my window
The autumn leaves
of red and gold.
I see your lips,
the summerkisses,
the sunburned hands
I used to hold.
Since you went away
the days grew long
and soon I'll hear
old wintersong.
But I miss you most of all
my darling
when autumn leaves start to fall.
(Fett stulen bild, men den var snygg)
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