Red leaves, gold leaves,
Dancing and swaying,
Happily playing;
Brightly, lightly,
Kissed by the autumn breeze.

Winds blow, leaves go,
Spinning and swirling,
Twisting and twirling;
Flitter, flutter,
Down to the ground they float.

Summer passes,
North wind is calling,
Leaves must be falling;
Softly, slowly,
Gently to sleep they go.