Sunday, October 3, 2010

Edith Piaf - (Les Feuilles Mortes) Autumn Leaves

It's dark outside. A lonely street lamp reveals autumn leaves as they drift under the light and past my window. I'm sitting here, wrapped in a blanket, trying to stay warm but I continue to shiver. I'm neither happy nor sad, energetic nor tired—just neutral—but I find the power of Edith's voice and the sentimental tone of this gorgeous song to be quite moving. It has been a mini soundtrack to what has become an apparent exchange of seasons outside my window.

The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
All red and gold

I see your lips
The summer kisses...


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