Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics

Song	Windmills Of Your Mind
Artist	European Jazz Trio
Album	Windmills Of Your Mind
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	Windmills of your Mind
	---齐豫---
	ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL
	LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL
	NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING
	ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL
	LIKE A SNOWBALL DOWN A MOUNTAIN,
	OR A CARNIVAL BALOON
	LIKE A CAROUSEL THAT'S TURNING,
	RUNNING RINGS AROUND THE MOON
	LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING,
	PAST THE MINUTES OF IT'S FACE
	AND THE WORLD IS LIKE AN APPLE,
	WHIRLING SILENTLY IN SPACE
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND,
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.
	LIKE A TUNNEL THAT YOU FOLLOW
	TO A TUNNEL OF ITS OWN.
	DOWN A HOLLOW TO A CAVERN
	WHERE THE SUN HAS NEVER SHONE
	LIKE A DOOR THAT KEEPS REVOLVING
	IN A HALF FORGOOTEN DREAM
	OR THE RIPPLE FROM THE PEBBLE
	SOMEONE TOSSES IN A STREAM
	LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING
	PAST THE MINUTES OF ITS FACE
	AND THE WORLD IS LIKE AN APPLE
	WHIRLING SILENTLY IN SPACE
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND,
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.
	KEYS THAT JUNGLE IN YOUR ROCKET,
	WORDS THAT JANGLE IN YOUR HEAD.
	WHY DID SUMMER GO SO QUICKLY?
	WAS IT SOMETHING THAT YOU SAID?
	LOVERS WALK ALONG THE SHORE,
	AND LEAVE THEIR FOOT PRINTS IN THE SAND.
	IS THE SOUND OF DISTANT DRUMMING,
	JUST THE FINGERS OF YOUR HAND?
	PICTURES HANGING IN A HALLWAY,
	AND THE FRAGMENT OF A SONG
	HALF REMEMBERED NAMES AND FACES,
	BUT TO WHOM DO THEY BELONG?
	WHEN YOU KNEW THAT IS WAS OVER,
	YOU WERE SUDDENLY AWARE
	THAT THE AUTUMN LEAVES WERE TURNING
	TO THE COLOUR OF HIS HAIR.
	ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL
	LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL
	NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING
	ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL
	AS THE IMAGES UNWIND,
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.

	Windmills of your Mind
	qi yu
	ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL
	LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL
	NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING
	ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL
	LIKE A SNOWBALL DOWN A MOUNTAIN,
	OR A CARNIVAL BALOON
	LIKE A CAROUSEL THAT' S TURNING,
	RUNNING RINGS AROUND THE MOON
	LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING,
	PAST THE MINUTES OF IT' S FACE
	AND THE WORLD IS LIKE AN APPLE,
	WHIRLING SILENTLY IN SPACE
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND,
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.
	LIKE A TUNNEL THAT YOU FOLLOW
	TO A TUNNEL OF ITS OWN.
	DOWN A HOLLOW TO A CAVERN
	WHERE THE SUN HAS NEVER SHONE
	LIKE A DOOR THAT KEEPS REVOLVING
	IN A HALF FORGOOTEN DREAM
	OR THE RIPPLE FROM THE PEBBLE
	SOMEONE TOSSES IN A STREAM
	LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING
	PAST THE MINUTES OF ITS FACE
	AND THE WORLD IS LIKE AN APPLE
	WHIRLING SILENTLY IN SPACE
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND,
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.
	KEYS THAT JUNGLE IN YOUR ROCKET,
	WORDS THAT JANGLE IN YOUR HEAD.
	WHY DID SUMMER GO SO QUICKLY?
	WAS IT SOMETHING THAT YOU SAID?
	LOVERS WALK ALONG THE SHORE,
	AND LEAVE THEIR FOOT PRINTS IN THE SAND.
	IS THE SOUND OF DISTANT DRUMMING,
	JUST THE FINGERS OF YOUR HAND?
	PICTURES HANGING IN A HALLWAY,
	AND THE FRAGMENT OF A SONG
	HALF REMEMBERED NAMES AND FACES,
	BUT TO WHOM DO THEY BELONG?
	WHEN YOU KNEW THAT IS WAS OVER,
	YOU WERE SUDDENLY AWARE
	THAT THE AUTUMN LEAVES WERE TURNING
	TO THE COLOUR OF HIS HAIR.
	ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL
	LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL
	NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING
	ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL
	AS THE IMAGES UNWIND,
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.

	Windmills of your Mind
	qí yù
	ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL
	LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL
	NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING
	ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL
	LIKE A SNOWBALL DOWN A MOUNTAIN,
	OR A CARNIVAL BALOON
	LIKE A CAROUSEL THAT' S TURNING,
	RUNNING RINGS AROUND THE MOON
	LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING,
	PAST THE MINUTES OF IT' S FACE
	AND THE WORLD IS LIKE AN APPLE,
	WHIRLING SILENTLY IN SPACE
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND,
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.
	LIKE A TUNNEL THAT YOU FOLLOW
	TO A TUNNEL OF ITS OWN.
	DOWN A HOLLOW TO A CAVERN
	WHERE THE SUN HAS NEVER SHONE
	LIKE A DOOR THAT KEEPS REVOLVING
	IN A HALF FORGOOTEN DREAM
	OR THE RIPPLE FROM THE PEBBLE
	SOMEONE TOSSES IN A STREAM
	LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING
	PAST THE MINUTES OF ITS FACE
	AND THE WORLD IS LIKE AN APPLE
	WHIRLING SILENTLY IN SPACE
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND,
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.
	KEYS THAT JUNGLE IN YOUR ROCKET,
	WORDS THAT JANGLE IN YOUR HEAD.
	WHY DID SUMMER GO SO QUICKLY?
	WAS IT SOMETHING THAT YOU SAID?
	LOVERS WALK ALONG THE SHORE,
	AND LEAVE THEIR FOOT PRINTS IN THE SAND.
	IS THE SOUND OF DISTANT DRUMMING,
	JUST THE FINGERS OF YOUR HAND?
	PICTURES HANGING IN A HALLWAY,
	AND THE FRAGMENT OF A SONG
	HALF REMEMBERED NAMES AND FACES,
	BUT TO WHOM DO THEY BELONG?
	WHEN YOU KNEW THAT IS WAS OVER,
	YOU WERE SUDDENLY AWARE
	THAT THE AUTUMN LEAVES WERE TURNING
	TO THE COLOUR OF HIS HAIR.
	ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL
	LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL
	NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING
	ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL
	AS THE IMAGES UNWIND,
	LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND
	IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.

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