Angie Aparo Falling Leaves
Daddy brings the bread, mother brings the milk
Baby is beginning, grandmother is ill
Everything I own doesn't matter anyway
All the falling leaves, they make no sound
They sweep them off the street
Life goes on, the love you've found
You're beautiful to me
We can't afford the rent, let's go on vacation
All the money's spent but life is an invention
Maybe we are rich 'cause we have each other
All the falling leaves, they make no sound
They sweep them off the street
Life goes on, the love you've found
You're beautiful to me
Can you hear the bell ringing in the church
Somebody got married, somebody returned
I see all the falling leaves they make no sound
All the falling leaves make no sound
You sweep them off the street
Life goes on, the love you've found
You're beautiful to me
All these falling leaves keep falling
All these falling leaves keep falling
All these falling leaves keep falling
All these falling leaves
