Onde podem passear, pisar a relva,
colher flores
e às vezes ler um poema,
à sombra das romãzeiras
onde pousam os Amores...
Aspásia 99The Autumn leaves
drift by my window,
The Autumn leaves
of red and gold
I see your lips,
the summer kisses,
The sun-burned hands
I used to hold.
But 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.
(Letra: Nat King Cole
Música: Joseph Kosma
Int.: Diana Krall)
Aspásia 99The Autumn leaves
drift by my window,
The Autumn leaves
of red and gold
I see your lips,
the summer kisses,
The sun-burned hands
I used to hold.
But 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.
