"The Windmills of Your Mind"- Polo & Pan remix

Описание:    • "The Windmills of Your Mind"- Polo & Pan r...   “The Windmills of Your Mind”, Polo & Pan remix, music: Michel Legrand, lyrics: Alan & Marilyn Bergman, photography: Bill Ray, Jerry Schatzberg, Shahrokh Hatami (Faye Dunaway and Steve McQueen’s publicity photos for “The Thomas Crown Affair”, (1968) and stills from the movie
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Polo & Pan are a French music duo consisting of Paul Armand-Delille (aka Polocorp or Polo) and Alexandre Grynszpan (aka Peter Pan or Pan). https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polo_%2...
http://www.poloandpanmusic.com/#/
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Michel Legrand ( 24 February 1932 – 26 January 2019) - a French musical composer, arranger, conductor, and jazz pianist.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michel_...
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Alan Bergman (born September 11, 1925) and Marilyn Keith Bergman (November 10, 1928 – January 8, 2022) - an American songwriting duo. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_an...
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Steve McQueen - (March 24, 1930 – November 7, 1980) - an American actor.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_M...
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Faye Dunaway - an American actress. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faye_Du...
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“The Thomas Crown Affair” https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Tho...)
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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
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 in your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that you said?

Lovers walking along the 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

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the 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