Posted in front of the window, I watch
The lonely souls in the favor of autumn
Posted in front of the window, I regret
Not having thought about it now that you abandon

In the favor of autumn returns this sweet melancholy
One, two, three, four, a bit like we hum
Old melodies

Riveted in front of the phone, I wait
For you to deign to call me, for you to finally decide
You, your tomboyish ways broke a bit of the monotony
Of my days, of my nights

In the favor of autumn returns this sweet melancholy
One, two, three, four, a bit like we hum
Old melodies
In the favor of autumn, you give back to my melancholy
Its colors of super-scopitone

Oh, oh, oh, in the favor of autumn
Oh oh, in the favor of autumn, oh
In the favor of autumn, oh

How could I have been so stupid?
I was warned, here is the naked truth
And there, and there, all that's missing is for the bad weather to join in
A drop of rain and I would have really lost everything

In the favor of autumn returns this sweet melancholy
One, two, three, four, a bit like we hum
Old melodies

In the favor of autumn, you give back to my melancholy
Its colors of super-scopitone

Oh, oh, oh, in the favor of autumn

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