Song | The Windmills Of Your Mind |
Artist | Dusty Springfield |
Album | Oldies 101 |
[ti:The Windmills Of Your Mind 脑中的] | |
[ar:群星] | |
[al:经典老歌101(Disc5)] | |
[offset:0] | |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Jean Michel Legrand |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Alan Bergman/Marilyn Bergman |
[00:03.39] | Round like a circle in a spiral |
[00:05.77] | Like a wheel within a wheel |
[00:08.45] | Never ending on beginning |
[00:11.64] | On an ever-spinning reel |
[00:14.77] | Like a snowball down a mountain |
[00:17.95] | Or a carnival balloon |
[00:20.64] | Like a carousel that's turning |
[00:22.89] | |
[00:23.83] | Running rings around the moon |
[00:27.42] | Like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
[00:30.66] | Past the minutes on its face |
[00:33.97] | And the world is like an apple |
[00:38.10] | Whirling silently in space |
[00:39.60] | Like the circles that you find |
[00:44.22] | In the windmills of your mind |
[00:48.44] | |
[00:56.82] | Like a tunnel that you follow |
[01:01.19] | To a tunnel of its own |
[01:03.50] | |
[01:04.62] | Down a hollow to a cavern |
[01:06.83] | |
[01:07.71] | Where the sun has never shone |
[01:09.89] | |
[01:11.95] | Like a door that keeps revolving |
[01:15.52] | |
[01:16.33] | In a half-forgotten dream |
[01:17.96] | |
[01:19.14] | Or the ripples from a pebble |
[01:21.27] | |
[01:22.58] | Someone tosses in a stream |
[01:28.03] | |
[01:28.89] | Like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
[01:32.71] | Past the minutes on its face |
[01:35.95] | |
[01:37.65] | And the world is like an apple |
[01:41.27] | Whirling silently in space |
[01:43.83] | |
[01:45.14] | Like the circles that you find |
[01:49.27] | In the windmills of your mind |
[01:53.45] | |
[01:57.27] | Keys that jingle in your pocket |
[02:00.27] | |
[02:00.89] | Words that jangle in your head |
[02:02.95] | |
[02:04.89] | Why did summer go so quickly |
[02:09.33] | Was it something that I said |
[02:13.77] | Lovers walk along a shore |
[02:15.83] | |
[02:17.14] | And leave their footprints in the sand |
[02:19.39] | |
[02:21.64] | Was the sound of distant drumming |
[02:24.78] | Just the fingers of your hand |
[02:26.66] | |
[02:28.91] | Pictures hanging in a hallway |
[02:32.54] | Or the fragment of a song |
[02:35.09] | |
[02:37.22] | Half-remembered names and faces |
[02:40.72] | But to whom do they belong |
[02:43.41] | |
[02:45.54] | When you knew that it was over |
[02:48.72] | Were you suddenly aware |
[02:51.29] | |
[02:53.72] | That the autumn leaves were turning |
[02:57.41] | To the color of her hair |
[03:00.47] | |
[03:01.91] | Like a circle in a spiral |
[03:04.60] | Like a wheel within a wheel |
[03:08.16] | Never ending or beginning |
[03:10.84] | |
[03:11.97] | On an ever-spinning reel |
[03:14.79] | As the images unwind |
[03:17.29] | |
[03:18.97] | Like the circles that you find |
[03:21.29] | |
[03:23.16] | In the windmills of your mind |
ti: The Windmills Of Your Mind nǎo zhōng de | |
ar: qún xīng | |
al: jīng diǎn lǎo gē 101 Disc5 | |
offset: 0 | |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Jean Michel Legrand |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Alan Bergman Marilyn Bergman |
[00:03.39] | Round like a circle in a spiral |
[00:05.77] | Like a wheel within a wheel |
[00:08.45] | Never ending on beginning |
[00:11.64] | On an everspinning reel |
[00:14.77] | Like a snowball down a mountain |
[00:17.95] | Or a carnival balloon |
[00:20.64] | Like a carousel that' s turning |
[00:22.89] | |
[00:23.83] | Running rings around the moon |
[00:27.42] | Like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
[00:30.66] | Past the minutes on its face |
[00:33.97] | And the world is like an apple |
[00:38.10] | Whirling silently in space |
[00:39.60] | Like the circles that you find |
[00:44.22] | In the windmills of your mind |
[00:48.44] | |
[00:56.82] | Like a tunnel that you follow |
[01:01.19] | To a tunnel of its own |
[01:03.50] | |
[01:04.62] | Down a hollow to a cavern |
[01:06.83] | |
[01:07.71] | Where the sun has never shone |
[01:09.89] | |
[01:11.95] | Like a door that keeps revolving |
[01:15.52] | |
[01:16.33] | In a halfforgotten dream |
[01:17.96] | |
[01:19.14] | Or the ripples from a pebble |
[01:21.27] | |
[01:22.58] | Someone tosses in a stream |
[01:28.03] | |
[01:28.89] | Like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
[01:32.71] | Past the minutes on its face |
[01:35.95] | |
[01:37.65] | And the world is like an apple |
[01:41.27] | Whirling silently in space |
[01:43.83] | |
[01:45.14] | Like the circles that you find |
[01:49.27] | In the windmills of your mind |
[01:53.45] | |
[01:57.27] | Keys that jingle in your pocket |
[02:00.27] | |
[02:00.89] | Words that jangle in your head |
[02:02.95] | |
[02:04.89] | Why did summer go so quickly |
[02:09.33] | Was it something that I said |
[02:13.77] | Lovers walk along a shore |
[02:15.83] | |
[02:17.14] | And leave their footprints in the sand |
[02:19.39] | |
[02:21.64] | Was the sound of distant drumming |
[02:24.78] | Just the fingers of your hand |
[02:26.66] | |
[02:28.91] | Pictures hanging in a hallway |
[02:32.54] | Or the fragment of a song |
[02:35.09] | |
[02:37.22] | Halfremembered names and faces |
[02:40.72] | But to whom do they belong |
[02:43.41] | |
[02:45.54] | When you knew that it was over |
[02:48.72] | Were you suddenly aware |
[02:51.29] | |
[02:53.72] | That the autumn leaves were turning |
[02:57.41] | To the color of her hair |
[03:00.47] | |
[03:01.91] | Like a circle in a spiral |
[03:04.60] | Like a wheel within a wheel |
[03:08.16] | Never ending or beginning |
[03:10.84] | |
[03:11.97] | On an everspinning reel |
[03:14.79] | As the images unwind |
[03:17.29] | |
[03:18.97] | Like the circles that you find |
[03:21.29] | |
[03:23.16] | In the windmills of your mind |