Oh, I so wish you remembered
This song was yours
It was your favorite I think
br/>That she is from Prévert and Kosma
And each time The Dead Leaves
Reminds you of my memory
Day after day the dead loves
Never stop dying
With others of course I abandon myself
But their song is monotonous
And little by little I 'indifference
̉ that is nothing to do
Because every time The Dead Leaves
Reminds you of my memory
Day after day, dead loves
Never stop dying
Can we never know where it begins
And when indifference ends
Autumn passes, winter comes
And let the song of Prévert
This song The Dead Leaves
Fades from my memory
And this day -there my dead loves
I will have finished dying
And that day my dead loves
I will have finished dying