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.