he falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hand I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hand I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
| 1 | Нет, я ни о чём не жалею! |
| 2 | Жизнь в розовом цвете (La Vie en Rose) |
| 3 | Падам |
| 4 | Браво, клоун |
| 5 | Hymne a l'amour |
| 6 | La foule (толпа) |
| 7 | Hymne l'amour |
| 8 | Sur le ciel de Paris |