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 winters song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
P.s.1: o original é mil vezes melhor.
P.s.2: o título é de Manuel António Pina.
P.s.3: no fundo o silêncio está em toda a parte.