Текст песни Michel Jean Legrand - The Windmills of Your Mind
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Round,
Оборот,
Like a circle in a spiral
Еще один виток спирали,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Еще один поворот колеса,
Never ending or beginning
Бесконечно, непрестанно
On an ever-spinning reel
Раскручивающаяся катушка,
Like a snowball down a mountain
Снежный ком, несущийся с горы
Or a carnival balloon
Или воздушный шар на празднике,
Like a carousel that's turning
Карусель, которая кружится
Running rings around the moon
День и ночь вокруг Луны,
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Стрелки часов, которые сметают с лица земли прошлое,
Past the minutes on it's face
Минуту за минутой –
And the world is like an apple
Все это наш мир, который вертится,
Whirling silently in space
Словно яблоко, подброшенное вверх,
Like the circles that you find
Также как вертятся крылья
In the windmills of your mind
Мельниц твоей души.
Like a tunnel that you follow
Туннель, по которому ты идешь,
To a tunnel of it's own
Чтобы прийти в то же место, из которого вышел,
Down a hollow to a cavern
Дорога, ведущая вниз, в пещеру,
Where the sun has never shone
Где никогда не видно солнечного света,
Like a door that keeps revolving
Дверь, открыв которую,
In a half-forgotten dream
Попадаешь в полузабытый сон,
Like the ripples from a pebble
Рябь на воде
Someone tosses in a stream
От нескольких брошенных камешков,
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Стрелки часов, которые сметают с лица земли прошлое,
Past the minutes on it's face
Минуту за минутой –
And the world is like an apple
Все это наш мир, который вертится,
Whirling silently in space
Словно яблоко, подброшенное вверх,
Like the circles that you find
Также как вертятся крылья
In the windmills of your mind
Мельниц твоей души.
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Ключи, звенящие в твоем кармане,
Words that jangle in your head
Слова, гремящие в твоих ушах:
Why did summer go so quickly?
«Почему так быстро закончилось лето?» -
Was it something that I said?
Неужели ты сам произнес их?
Lovers walk along a shore
Влюбленные гуляющие по берегу моря,
And leave their footprints in the sand
Чьи следы еще видны на песке.
Was the sound of distant drumming
Неужели этот барабанный бой –
Just the fingers of your hand?
Всего лишь стук твоих пальцев по столу?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Картины, висящие в холле,
Or the fragment of a song
Обрывки песен,
Half-remembered names and faces
Полузабытые имена и лица –
But to whom do they belong?
Откуда все это?
When you knew that it was over
Когда ты понял, что все кончено,
Were you suddenly aware
Не заметил ли ты,
That the autumn leaves were turning
Что даже осенние листья
To the colour of her hair?
Напоминают тебе цвет ее волос.
Like a circle in a spiral
Еще один виток спирали,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Еще один поворот колеса,
Never ending or beginning
Бесконечно, непрестанно
On an ever-spinning reel
Раскручивающаяся катушка,
As the images unwind
Цепь бесконечно разворачивающихся видений –
Like the circles that you find
Все это не более чем обороты крыльев
In the windmills of your mind
Мельниц твоей души
Оборот,
Like a circle in a spiral
Еще один виток спирали,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Еще один поворот колеса,
Never ending or beginning
Бесконечно, непрестанно
On an ever-spinning reel
Раскручивающаяся катушка,
Like a snowball down a mountain
Снежный ком, несущийся с горы
Or a carnival balloon
Или воздушный шар на празднике,
Like a carousel that's turning
Карусель, которая кружится
Running rings around the moon
День и ночь вокруг Луны,
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Стрелки часов, которые сметают с лица земли прошлое,
Past the minutes on it's face
Минуту за минутой –
And the world is like an apple
Все это наш мир, который вертится,
Whirling silently in space
Словно яблоко, подброшенное вверх,
Like the circles that you find
Также как вертятся крылья
In the windmills of your mind
Мельниц твоей души.
Like a tunnel that you follow
Туннель, по которому ты идешь,
To a tunnel of it's own
Чтобы прийти в то же место, из которого вышел,
Down a hollow to a cavern
Дорога, ведущая вниз, в пещеру,
Where the sun has never shone
Где никогда не видно солнечного света,
Like a door that keeps revolving
Дверь, открыв которую,
In a half-forgotten dream
Попадаешь в полузабытый сон,
Like the ripples from a pebble
Рябь на воде
Someone tosses in a stream
От нескольких брошенных камешков,
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Стрелки часов, которые сметают с лица земли прошлое,
Past the minutes on it's face
Минуту за минутой –
And the world is like an apple
Все это наш мир, который вертится,
Whirling silently in space
Словно яблоко, подброшенное вверх,
Like the circles that you find
Также как вертятся крылья
In the windmills of your mind
Мельниц твоей души.
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Ключи, звенящие в твоем кармане,
Words that jangle in your head
Слова, гремящие в твоих ушах:
Why did summer go so quickly?
«Почему так быстро закончилось лето?» -
Was it something that I said?
Неужели ты сам произнес их?
Lovers walk along a shore
Влюбленные гуляющие по берегу моря,
And leave their footprints in the sand
Чьи следы еще видны на песке.
Was the sound of distant drumming
Неужели этот барабанный бой –
Just the fingers of your hand?
Всего лишь стук твоих пальцев по столу?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Картины, висящие в холле,
Or the fragment of a song
Обрывки песен,
Half-remembered names and faces
Полузабытые имена и лица –
But to whom do they belong?
Откуда все это?
When you knew that it was over
Когда ты понял, что все кончено,
Were you suddenly aware
Не заметил ли ты,
That the autumn leaves were turning
Что даже осенние листья
To the colour of her hair?
Напоминают тебе цвет ее волос.
Like a circle in a spiral
Еще один виток спирали,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Еще один поворот колеса,
Never ending or beginning
Бесконечно, непрестанно
On an ever-spinning reel
Раскручивающаяся катушка,
As the images unwind
Цепь бесконечно разворачивающихся видений –
Like the circles that you find
Все это не более чем обороты крыльев
In the windmills of your mind
Мельниц твоей души
Round,
Turnover,
Like a circle in a spiral
Another spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Another turn of the wheel,
Never indication or beginning
Infinitely, unceasingly
On an ever-spinning reel
The unwinding coil,
Like a snowball down a mountain
Snowball rushing from the mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Or a balloon on a holiday,
Like a carousel that's turning
Carousel that whirls
Running rings around the moon
Day and night around the moon,
Like a clock
The hands of the clock, which sweep the past from the face of the earth,
Past the minutes on it's face
Minute by minute -
And the world is like an apple
All this is our world, which revolves,
Whirling silently in space
Like an apple, thrown up,
Like the circles that you find
Just like wings spin
In the windmills of your mind
The mills of your soul.
Like a tunnel that you follow
The tunnel by which you go,
To a tunnel of it's own
To come to the same place from which he left,
Down a hollow to a cavern
The road leading down to the cave,
Where the sun has never shone
Where there is never visible sunlight,
Like a door that keeps revolving
The door, when opened,
In a half-free dream
You fall into a half-forgotten dream,
Like the ripples from a pebble
Ripples on the water
Someone tosses in a stream
From a few abandoned pebbles,
Like a clock
The hands of the clock, which sweep the past from the face of the earth,
Past the minutes on it's face
Minute by minute -
And the world is like an apple
All this is our world, which revolves,
Whirling silently in space
Like an apple, thrown up,
Like the circles that you find
Just like wings spin
In the windmills of your mind
The mills of your soul.
Keys that jingle in your pocket
The keys ringing in your pocket,
Words that jangle in your head
Words rattling in your ears:
Why did summer go so quickly?
"Why did summer so quickly end?" -
Was it something that I said?
Did you say them yourself?
Lovers walk along a shore
Lovers walking along the seashore,
And leave their footprints in the sand
Whose footprints are still visible on the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming
Is this drum battle -
Just the fingers of your hand?
Just a tap of your fingers on the table?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Pictures hanging in the hall,
Or the fragment of a song
Scraps of songs,
Half-remembered names and faces
Half-forgotten names and faces -
But to whom do they belong?
Where does all this come from?
When you knew that it was over
When you realized that it was all over,
Were you tailing
Have you not noticed,
That the loaf was turned
That even the autumn leaves
To the color of her hair?
Remind you the color of her hair.
Like a circle in a spiral
Another spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Another turn of the wheel,
Never indication or beginning
Infinitely, unceasingly
On an ever-spinning reel
The unwinding coil,
As the images unwind
The chain of infinitely unfolding visions -
Like the circles that you find
All this is not more than the speed of the wings
In the windmills of your mind
Windmills of your soul
Turnover,
Like a circle in a spiral
Another spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Another turn of the wheel,
Never indication or beginning
Infinitely, unceasingly
On an ever-spinning reel
The unwinding coil,
Like a snowball down a mountain
Snowball rushing from the mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Or a balloon on a holiday,
Like a carousel that's turning
Carousel that whirls
Running rings around the moon
Day and night around the moon,
Like a clock
The hands of the clock, which sweep the past from the face of the earth,
Past the minutes on it's face
Minute by minute -
And the world is like an apple
All this is our world, which revolves,
Whirling silently in space
Like an apple, thrown up,
Like the circles that you find
Just like wings spin
In the windmills of your mind
The mills of your soul.
Like a tunnel that you follow
The tunnel by which you go,
To a tunnel of it's own
To come to the same place from which he left,
Down a hollow to a cavern
The road leading down to the cave,
Where the sun has never shone
Where there is never visible sunlight,
Like a door that keeps revolving
The door, when opened,
In a half-free dream
You fall into a half-forgotten dream,
Like the ripples from a pebble
Ripples on the water
Someone tosses in a stream
From a few abandoned pebbles,
Like a clock
The hands of the clock, which sweep the past from the face of the earth,
Past the minutes on it's face
Minute by minute -
And the world is like an apple
All this is our world, which revolves,
Whirling silently in space
Like an apple, thrown up,
Like the circles that you find
Just like wings spin
In the windmills of your mind
The mills of your soul.
Keys that jingle in your pocket
The keys ringing in your pocket,
Words that jangle in your head
Words rattling in your ears:
Why did summer go so quickly?
"Why did summer so quickly end?" -
Was it something that I said?
Did you say them yourself?
Lovers walk along a shore
Lovers walking along the seashore,
And leave their footprints in the sand
Whose footprints are still visible on the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming
Is this drum battle -
Just the fingers of your hand?
Just a tap of your fingers on the table?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Pictures hanging in the hall,
Or the fragment of a song
Scraps of songs,
Half-remembered names and faces
Half-forgotten names and faces -
But to whom do they belong?
Where does all this come from?
When you knew that it was over
When you realized that it was all over,
Were you tailing
Have you not noticed,
That the loaf was turned
That even the autumn leaves
To the color of her hair?
Remind you the color of her hair.
Like a circle in a spiral
Another spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel
Another turn of the wheel,
Never indication or beginning
Infinitely, unceasingly
On an ever-spinning reel
The unwinding coil,
As the images unwind
The chain of infinitely unfolding visions -
Like the circles that you find
All this is not more than the speed of the wings
In the windmills of your mind
Windmills of your soul