歌曲 | Windmills Of Your Mind |
歌手 | 齐豫 |
专辑 | Another Chapter |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : BERGMAN, ALAN/BERGMAN, MARILYN/LEGRAND, MICHEL |
[00:02.11] | windmills of your mind |
[00:12.53] | ---齐豫--- |
[00:36.94] | round like a circle in a spiral |
[00:40.77] | like a wheel within a wheel |
[00:43.47] | never ending or beginning |
[00:46.03] | on an ever spinning reel |
[00:48.79] | like a snowball down a mountain, |
[00:51.71] | or a carnival baloon |
[00:54.36] | like a carousel that's turning, |
[00:57.05] | running rings around the moon |
[00:59.86] | like a clock whose hands are sweeping, |
[01:02.80] | past the minutes of it's face |
[01:05.66] | and the world is like an apple, |
[01:08.07] | whirling silently in space |
[01:10.87] | like the circles that you find, |
[01:13.64] | in the windmills of your mind. |
[01:30.02] | like a tunnel that you follow |
[01:32.67] | to a tunnel of its own. |
[01:35.58] | down a hollow to a cavern |
[01:38.30] | where the sun has never shone |
[01:41.08] | like a door that keeps revolving |
[01:43.61] | in a half forgooten dream |
[01:46.64] | or the ripple from the pebble |
[01:49.26] | someone tosses in a stream |
[01:52.11] | like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
[01:54.86] | past the minutes of its face |
[01:57.61] | and the world is like an apple |
[02:00.38] | whirling silently in space |
[02:03.23] | like the circles that you find, |
[02:05.91] | in the windmills of your mind. |
[02:08.66] | keys that jungle in your rocket, |
[02:11.24] | words that jangle in your head. |
[02:14.03] | why did summer go so quickly? |
[02:16.81] | was it something that you said? |
[02:19.63] | lovers walk along the shore, |
[02:21.97] | and leave their foot prints in the sand. |
[02:25.35] | is the sound of distant drumming, |
[02:27.97] | just the fingers of your hand? |
[02:30.77] | pictures hanging in a hallway, |
[02:33.25] | and the fragment of a song |
[02:36.14] | half remembered names and faces, |
[02:39.06] | but to whom do they belong? |
[02:41.68] | when you knew that is was over, |
[02:44.48] | you were suddenly aware |
[02:47.16] | that the autumn leaves were turning |
[02:50.22] | to the colour of his hair. |
[02:53.10] | round like a circle in a spiral |
[02:55.30] | like a wheel within a wheel |
[02:58.24] | never ending or beginning |
[03:01.02] | on an ever spinning reel |
[03:04.11] | as the images unwind, |
[03:07.12] | like the circles that you find |
[03:11.30] | in the windmills of your mind. |
[00:00.05] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : BERGMAN, ALAN BERGMAN, MARILYN LEGRAND, MICHEL |
[00:02.11] | windmills of your mind |
[00:12.53] | qí yù |
[00:36.94] | round like a circle in a spiral |
[00:40.77] | like a wheel within a wheel |
[00:43.47] | never ending or beginning |
[00:46.03] | on an ever spinning reel |
[00:48.79] | like a snowball down a mountain, |
[00:51.71] | or a carnival baloon |
[00:54.36] | like a carousel that' s turning, |
[00:57.05] | running rings around the moon |
[00:59.86] | like a clock whose hands are sweeping, |
[01:02.80] | past the minutes of it' s face |
[01:05.66] | and the world is like an apple, |
[01:08.07] | whirling silently in space |
[01:10.87] | like the circles that you find, |
[01:13.64] | in the windmills of your mind. |
[01:30.02] | like a tunnel that you follow |
[01:32.67] | to a tunnel of its own. |
[01:35.58] | down a hollow to a cavern |
[01:38.30] | where the sun has never shone |
[01:41.08] | like a door that keeps revolving |
[01:43.61] | in a half forgooten dream |
[01:46.64] | or the ripple from the pebble |
[01:49.26] | someone tosses in a stream |
[01:52.11] | like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
[01:54.86] | past the minutes of its face |
[01:57.61] | and the world is like an apple |
[02:00.38] | whirling silently in space |
[02:03.23] | like the circles that you find, |
[02:05.91] | in the windmills of your mind. |
[02:08.66] | keys that jungle in your rocket, |
[02:11.24] | words that jangle in your head. |
[02:14.03] | why did summer go so quickly? |
[02:16.81] | was it something that you said? |
[02:19.63] | lovers walk along the shore, |
[02:21.97] | and leave their foot prints in the sand. |
[02:25.35] | is the sound of distant drumming, |
[02:27.97] | just the fingers of your hand? |
[02:30.77] | pictures hanging in a hallway, |
[02:33.25] | and the fragment of a song |
[02:36.14] | half remembered names and faces, |
[02:39.06] | but to whom do they belong? |
[02:41.68] | when you knew that is was over, |
[02:44.48] | you were suddenly aware |
[02:47.16] | that the autumn leaves were turning |
[02:50.22] | to the colour of his hair. |
[02:53.10] | round like a circle in a spiral |
[02:55.30] | like a wheel within a wheel |
[02:58.24] | never ending or beginning |
[03:01.02] | on an ever spinning reel |
[03:04.11] | as the images unwind, |
[03:07.12] | like the circles that you find |
[03:11.30] | in the windmills of your mind. |
[00:00.05] |