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The autumn`s slowly passing by

Leaving a year behind

And the woods are turning red and brown

Silence all around

Only the wind sings of fallen leaves

Gathered on the ground

The air`s full of these mournful melodies

Come on, sing with the wind

Sing with me

I met her there where the old trees grow

There she sat alone

Listening to the wind and playing the pipe

In the silence all around

A silent wistful melody I could hear

In that misty dawn

The air`s full of these mournful melodies

Come on, sing with the wind

Sing with me

Each time a leaf falls off a tree

It flies free

And its dying soul begins to sing

A silent wistful melody

Listen to the wind, you will hear

The song of fallen leaves