[00:00.00] 作词 : Bergman, Bergman, Legrand[00:00.56] 作曲 : Michel Legrand & Alan Bergman & Marilyn Bergman[00:01.12]Round,[00:02.37]Like a circle in a spiral[00:03.73]Like a wheel within a wheel[00:06.48]Never ending or beginning[00:10.68]On an ever-spinning reel[00:14.03]Like a snowball down a mountain[00:16.97]Or a carnival balloon[00:18.29]Like a carousel that ’s turning[00:23.02]Running rings around the moon[00:25.11]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping[00:28.53]Past the minutes on it ’s face[00:31.56]And the world is like an apple[00:34.38]Whirling silently in space[00:39.04]Like the circles that you find[00:42.86]In the windmills of your mind[00:55.41]Like a tunnel that you follow[00:58.66]To a tunnel of it ’s own[01:03.12]Down a hollow to a cavern[01:06.96]Where the sun has never shone[01:11.72]Like a door that keeps revolving[01:15.32]In a half-forgotten dream[01:20.13]Like the ripples from a pebble[01:23.78]Someone tosses in a stream[01:28.83]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping[01:32.10]Past the minutes on it ’s face[01:36.63]And the world is like an apple[01:39.58]Whirling silently in space[01:41.63]Like the circles that you find[01:48.39]In the windmills of your mind[01:56.72]Keys that jingle in your pocket[01:59.83]Words that jangle in your head[02:04.38]Why did summer go so quickly?[02:07.97]Was it something that you said?[02:12.42]Lovers walk along a shore[02:16.81]leave their footprints in the sand[02:20.67]it's the sound of distant drumming[02:23.92]Just the fingers of your hand?[02:25.87]Pictures hanging in a hallway[02:32.16]and the fragment of a song[02:36.73]Half-remembered names and faces[02:41.04]But to whom do they belong?[02:44.45]When you knew that it was over[02:48.12]you were suddenly aware[02:52.82]That the autumn leaves were turning[02:55.82]To the colour of her hair?[03:01.43]Like a circle in a spiral[03:04.09]Like a wheel within a wheel[03:07.19]Never ending or beginning[03:09.94]On an ever-spinning reel[03:13.64]As the images unwind[03:17.75]Like the circles that you find[03:22.15]In the windmills of your mind