Las Hojas Muertas

With my song
The dead leaves
You remember well
When I loved you

With my song
The dead leaves
Will revive
Maybe at last

But the cruel wind
Threatens
To tear away
Forever more
The hope
That clings with faith
And can never be let go

But the cruel wind
Threatens
To tear away
Forever more
The hope
That clings with faith
And can never be let go