Prévert’s Song (Chanson de Prévert)

Oh how I'd like you to recall
For you this song was personal
It was your favourite and
I’m aware
That it's by Kosma and
Prevert

And every time, the leaves that have fallen
Bring back to you my memory
Day after day the lovers who’ve passed on
Are blown away like autumn leaves

Those other songs can be contagious
But their tunes are repetitious
And there’s nothing to be done
This indifference can’t be
Overcome

‘Cause every time, the leaves that have fallen
Bring back to you my memory
Day after day the lovers who’ve passed on
Are blown away like autumn leaves

Can one ever know where it begins
And where indifference finds an end
The Autumn turns to Winter-
Long
Just like the words in Prévert's
Song
 
That song of Dead Leaves, Les Feuilles Mortes
Is erased from my memory
And on that day
My loves which have passed on
Are blown away like Autumn Leaves