(BOSSAS) AUTUMN LEAVES

BY EN OF JAZZ

The falling leaves

Drift by the window

The autumn leaves

Of red and gold

I see your lips,

The summer kisses

The sun-burned hands

I used to hold

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

INSTRUMENT (EN OF JAZZ)

The falling leaves

Drift by the window

The autumn leaves

Of red and gold

I see your lips,

The summer kisses

The sun-burned hands

I used to hold

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

When autumn leaves

Start to fall

Thanks By EN OF JAZZ