《The Windmills of Your》心中的风车

 好莱坞电影《龙凤斗智 The Thomas Crown Affair》主题曲，获1968年奥斯卡最佳电影歌曲奖。

心中的风车 The Windmills of Your Mind

演唱：萝拉·菲琪 Laura Fygi 

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 thats turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
旋转
象螺壳中的圆环
一环套着一环
无始无终
在纺轮上永远旋转
象雪球滚下山坡
或是狂欢节的气球
象天旋地转的喧闹酒会
围着月球绕圈
象时钟的指针
掠过分分秒秒
世事象一个苹果
在空间寂寞地旋转
象你心中的风车
划出的圆圈

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its 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 of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
象你从一个隧道
进入另一个相连的隧道
从一个山洞进入另一个
阳光照不进的山洞
象半梦半醒中
一扇不停旋转的门
或是有人掷石子
在溪流里形成的涟漪
象时钟的指针
掠过分分秒秒
世事象一个苹果
在空间寂寞地旋转
象你心中的风车
划出的圆圈

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along a shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of a song
Half-remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
In the autumn of goodbyes
For a moment
You could not recall the color of his eyes
你的口袋里钥匙哗哗在响
你的脑海里话语吵吵嚷嚷
为何夏天走得如此匆忙？
难道是服从你的命令？
海边徜徉的恋人
在沙滩上留下脚印
难道那遥远的鼙鼓
是来自你手的敲击？
悬挂在走廊里的画作
还有这首歌曲的片段
那些印象模糊的名字与面容
而它们究竟属于谁？
当你知道一切都已结束
在秋天的告别声中
眨眼间
你已记不起他眼睛的颜色

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
象螺壳中的圆环
一环套着环
无始无终
在纺轮上永远旋转
当想象驰骋
象你心中的风车
划出的圆圈