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Oh, I'd like it so much if you remembered
That this song was yours
It was your favourite, I think
It was written by Prévert and Kosma
And every time "The Fallen Leaves"
Bring you back to my mind
Day after day, the fallen loves
Never stop fading away
I surrender, of course, to others
But their song is a monotone
Bit by bit, I become numb
There is nothing that can be done about it
Because every times "The Fallen Leaves"
Bring you back to my mind
Day after day, the fallen loves
Never stop fading away
Will we ever know where it starts
And when it ends, this indifference?
Autumn passes, winter arrives
There is only the music of Prévert
This song, "The Fallen Leaves"
Is erased from my memory
And on that day, my fallen loves
Will have finished dying
And on that day, my fallen loves
Will have finished dying
