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  • Текст песни Стинг - The Windmills of your mind

    Исполнитель: Стинг
    Название песни: The Windmills of your mind
    Дата добавления: 13.04.2015 | 21:14:56
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    Кто круче?

    или
    Оборот,
    Еще один виток спирали,
    Еще один поворот колеса,
    Бесконечно, непрестанно
    Раскручивающаяся катушка,
    Снежный ком, несущийся с горы
    Или воздушный шар на празднике,
    Карусель, которая кружится
    День и ночь вокруг Луны,
    Стрелки часов, которые сметают с лица земли прошлое,
    Минуту за минутой –
    Все это наш мир, который вертится,
    Словно яблоко, подброшенное вверх,
    Также как вертятся крылья
    Мельниц твоей души.

    Туннель, по которому ты идешь,
    Чтобы прийти в то же место, из которого вышел,
    Дорога, ведущая вниз, в пещеру,
    Где никогда не видно солнечного света,
    Дверь, открыв которую,
    Попадаешь в полузабытый сон,
    Рябь на воде
    От нескольких брошенных камешков,
    Стрелки часов, которые сметают с лица земли прошлое,
    Минуту за минутой –
    Все это наш мир, который вертится,
    Словно яблоко, подброшенное вверх,
    Также как вертятся крылья
    Мельниц твоей души.

    Ключи, звенящие в твоем кармане,
    Слова, гремящие в твоих ушах:
    «Почему так быстро закончилось лето?» -
    Неужели ты сам произнес их?
    Влюбленные гуляющие по берегу моря,
    Чьи следы еще видны на песке.
    Неужели этот барабанный бой –
    Всего лишь стук твоих пальцев по столу?
    Картины, висящие в холле,
    Обрывки песен,
    Полузабытые имена и лица –
    Откуда все это?
    Когда ты понял, что все кончено,
    Не заметил ли ты,
    Что даже осенние листья
    Напоминают тебе цвет ее волос.

    Еще один виток спирали,
    Еще один поворот колеса,
    Бесконечно, непрестанно
    Раскручивающаяся катушка,
    Цепь бесконечно разворачивающихся видений –
    Все это не более чем обороты крыльев
    Мельниц твоей души.

    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 balloon
    Like a carousel 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
    Like 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 in your head
    Why did summer go so quickly?
    Was it something that I said?
    Lovers walk along a shore
    And leave their footprints in the sand
    Was the sound of distant drumming
    Just the fingers of your hand?
    Pictures hanging in a hallway
    Or the fragment of a 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 colour 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
    Turnover,
    Another turn of the helix,
    Another turn of the wheel,
    Endlessly, ceaselessly
    Untwisting coil
    Snowball, rushing from the mountain
    Or balloon at the festival,
    Carousel that whirls
    Day and night around the moon,
    Clocks that sweep down from the face of the earth past,
    Minute by minute -
    All this is our world that revolves,
    Like an apple thrown upwards,
    As well as revolve wings
    Mills of your soul.

    Tunnel that you go,
    To arrive at the same place from which emerged,
    The road leading down into the cave,
    Where never seen sunlight,
    Door opening which,
    Get into a half-forgotten dream,
    Ripples on the water
    From several abandoned stones,
    Clocks that sweep down from the face of the earth past,
    Minute by minute -
    All this is our world that revolves,
    Like an apple thrown upwards,
    As well as revolve wings
    Mills of your soul.

    Keys jingling in your pocket,
    Words, thundering in your ears:
    "Why so quickly ended in the summer?" -
    Did you yourself said them?
    Lovers walking along the seashore,
    Whose traces are still visible in the sand.
    Is this drumbeat -
    Just the sound of your fingers on the table?
    Paintings hanging in the lobby,
    Snatches of song,
    Half-forgotten names and faces -
    Where did all this?
    When did you realize that it's over,
    I did not notice whether you
    That even the autumn leaves
    Remind you the color of her hair.

    Another turn of the helix,
    Another turn of the wheel,
    Endlessly, ceaselessly
    Untwisting coil
    Chain endlessly unfolding visions -
    All this is nothing more than a speed wing
    Mills of your soul.

    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 balloon
    Like a carousel 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
    Like 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 in your head
    Why did summer go so quickly?
    Was it something that I said?
    Lovers walk along a shore
    And leave their footprints in the sand
    Was the sound of distant drumming
    Just the fingers of your hand?
    Pictures hanging in a hallway
    Or the fragment of a 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 colour 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

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