O sweet autumn leaves
Making the forest expressive
WE play along the jungle of life
In hues unfurl the tales of ours
Red, Orange, Yellow, Brown
Love and sorrow, bright as the sun
Gloom escapes from dusk to dawn
Giving spirit to the fallen vegetation
O sweet autumn leaves
Holding, falling, and lying to blanket earth
Each color speaks about our picture perfect
Living lively on cycles in this world
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