THE AUTUMN SONG
(Tune-jingle
bells)
Look the trees,
look the trees,
leaves are
falling down.
Look the trees,
look the trees.
leaves are on
the gound.
Look the ground,
look the ground
all is red and
brown.
Look the ground,
look the ground,
it looks like a
bed.
Say good night,
say good night,
come to sleep with me.
Sleep with me,
sleep with me
in my autumne
bed.
Joana Navarro
