Oh! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux ou nous etions amis En ce temps-la la vie etait plus belle, Et le soleil plus brulant
never say when your feeling leaves If you're through with me As I'm walking through the rain, cold tears crawling down my face like the autumn leaves
les emportant Dans la nuit blanche de n'oubli Que moi, je n'ai pas oublie La chanson que tu me chantais The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves
without you. Oh, how I wish that all could be, like it was here before. Want to believe that you are here on this beautiful day. Like the wind blows away, leaves of autumn
[E. Maguire] Autumn leaves are falling on the ground Street lights on, the rain is coming down Cold, cold air, you feel it bite But nothing?s there
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hand I used to hold Since
old winter's song But I miss you most of all my darling When autumn leaves start to fall I miss you most of all my darling When autumn leaves start to
We've been victims of love falling down in agony seeing only paths of endless tragedy lying shattered on the floor trying to catch a gimpse of light
Solee..solee..solee..Uuh.. Solee..solee..solee..Uuh.. Io mi chiamo Karima; meta italiana meta algerina, attraverso l'acqua non ci sono patrie, solamente
a winter song But now I miss you most of all My darling And autumn leaves are starting to fall The autumn leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves
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
The autumn leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips the summer kisses Those sunburned hands I use to hold Since you
burn through the night And the leaves don?t abandon their trees to the light Where the skies always clear And the summer never ends Won?t you take me there? The leaves
I woke up in new york city from my sleep behind the wheel caught a train to Poughkeepsie and time stood still she wrote me a letter from san diego
the devil to his knees. We shall inherit the time... Like the thunder stands for comfort. With the dancer in our dreams. Autumn witches mesmerizing leaves
