Deciduous (Les Feuilles Mortes) lyrics

Ominous clouds overcast the land My summerwine is gone The gruesome breeze of decay Sharp and cold, like ice into the heart And all that was left is shattered dreams Scattered on the floor Quicksand through the hourglass A postcard delayed, a landscape full of glories In the dark halls of delusions Urns of ruined times, a handful of cinders A monument to all our sins A shrine to lesser things, tears of indulgence As the autumn leaves are falling We rush towards oblivion As the autumn leaves are falling The flesh is crumbling down To the first worm Which gnawed the cold flesh of my corpse I dedicate, as a token of loving memory These posthumous memoirs Les feuilles mortes As the autumn leaves are falling We rush towards oblivion As the autumn leaves are falling The flesh is crumbling down As the autumn leaves are falling Everything disintegrates As the autumn leaves are falling All beauty torn apart All beauty torn apart All beauty torn apart