The Windmills of Your Mind
музыка: Michel Legrandd
слова: Alan and Michel Legrandd
из кинофильма «Афёра Томаса Крауна»
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 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!