The Windmills of Your Mind
музыка: Michel Legrandd
слова: Alan and Michel Legrandd
из кинофильма «Афёра Томаса Крауна»
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Round, like a circle in a spiral
H7
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
Em
On an ever spinning reel.
E7
Like a snowball down a mountain
Am7
Or a carnaval balloon
D7
Like a carousell that's turning
Gmaj7
Running rings around the moon.
Cmaj7
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
F#m7b5
Past the minutes on it's face
H7
And the world is like an apple
Bdim
Whirling silently in space.
H7
Like the circles that you find
Em
In the windmills of your mind!
Em
Like a tunnel that you follow
H7
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Em
Where the sun has never shone
E7
Like a door that keeps revolving
Am7
In a half forgotten dream
D7
Or the ripples from a pebble
Gmaj7
Someone tosses in a stream.
Cmaj7
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
F#m7b5
Past the minutes on it's face
H7
And the world is like an apple
Bdim
Whirling silently in space
H7
Like the circles that you find
Em
In the windmills of your mind
Em
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Am7
Words that jangle your head
D7
Why did summer go so quickly?
Gmaj7
Was it something that I said?
G7
Lovers walking allong a shore,
Cmaj7
Leave their footprints in the sand.
F#7
Was the sound of distant drumming
Hm
Just the fingers of your hand?
E7
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Am
And a fragment of this song
D7
Half remembered names and faces,
Gmaj7
But to whom do they belong?
Cmaj7
When you knew that it was over
F#m7b5
Were you suddenly aware.
H7
That the autumn leaves were turning
Em
To the color of her hair.
Em
Like a circle in a spiral
H7
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
Bdim
On an ever spinning reel
Em
As the images unwind
H7
Like the circles that you find
Em
In the windmills of your mind!
Упрощенная версия:
Em
Round, like a circle in a spiral
H7
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
Em
On an ever spinning reel.
E7
Like a snowball down a mountain
Am7
Or a carnaval balloon
D7
Like a carousell that's turning
G
Running rings around the moon.
C
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Am
Past the minutes on it's face
H7
And the world is like an apple
B
Whirling silently in space.
H7
Like the circles that you find
Em
In the windmills of your mind!
Em
Like a tunnel that you follow
H7
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Em
Where the sun has never shone
E7
Like a door that keeps revolving
A
In a half forgotten dream
D7
Or the ripples from a pebble
G
Someone tosses in a stream.
C
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Am
Past the minutes on it's face
H7
And the world is like an apple
B
Whirling silently in space
H7
Like the circles that you find
Em
In the windmills of your mind
Em
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Am7
Words that jangle your head
D7
Why did summer go so quickly?
G
Was it something that I said?
G7
Lovers walking allong a shore,
C
Leave their footprints in the sand.
F#7
Was the sound of distant drumming
Hm
Just the fingers of your hand?
E7
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Am
And a fragment of this song
D7
Half remembered names and faces,
G
But to whom do they belong?
C
When you knew that it was over
Am
Were you suddenly aware.
H7
That the autumn leaves were turning
Em
To the color of her hair.
Em
Like a circle in a spiral
H7
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
B
On an ever spinning reel
Em
As the images unwind
H7
Like the circles that you find
Em
In the windmills of your mind!
Текст песни:
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 carnaval balloon
Like a carousell that’s turning
Running rings around the moon.
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on 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 it’s own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on 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
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that I said?
Lovers walking allong a shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces,
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware.
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair.
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!