Photographer's Note

In this small village I found an old man playing piano like you can rarely heard.
It comes to my mind this...

Autumn Leaves

Et les vents du Nord,
Les emportent
Dans la nuit froide de l’oubli
Tu vois, je n’ai pas oublié
La chanson que tu me chantais
The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves are red and gold
I see your lips,
The summer kisses
The sun-burned hands
I used to hold
Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I’ll hear old winter song
But I miss you
Most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall...

J. Mercer, J. Prevert & J. Kosma

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Photo Information
Viewed: 1986
Points: 8
Additional Photos by stefano carda (stefi) Gold Star Critiquer/Silver Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 201 W: 10 N: 192] (1230)
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