The windmills of your mind
Paul Mauriat Lyrics


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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 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!
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!

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 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 you were 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!

Overall Meaning

The song “The Windmills of Your Mind” by Paul Mauriat is a thought-provoking and metaphorical song that speaks about the circular motions of life that are inexplicable and yet fascinating. The opening lines, “Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel/Never ending or beginning on an ever-spinning reel” describe how life goes round and round, in a never-ending cyclical motion. The imagery of a snowball rolling down a mountain or a carnival balloon soaring higher and higher speaks about how our thoughts and emotions can escalate in a similar fashion.


The second paragraph describes the endless loop of dreams and the forgotten memories that keep haunting us.  It talks about the tunnel vision that we sometimes have, where we tread down a particular path, seamlessly transitioning into another tunnel, discovering new facets of life that we never expected. The recurring image of “a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face” is a reminder that time never stops, and life keeps whirling silently in space, much like an apple.


The final verse sums everything together. We hear about the random thoughts and events that can trigger memories and throw us back in time. The sound of distant drumming could be our fingers drumming against an object, yet our minds can convert it into something else entirely. The verse ends with the image of autumn leaves turning to the color of the lover’s hair, becoming a lasting memory that will forever be circling in the windmills of the mind.


Line by Line Meaning

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Life is multi-layered, full of twists and turns, much like an intricate web of circles and wheels.


Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
Life is a perpetual cycle of continuous motion, where the end and the beginning are indistinguishable.


Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
Life can be unpredictable, and can take different shapes and forms much like a snowball or a balloon.


Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
Life can be full of repetitive patterns that seem to be going nowhere and yet create a beautiful spectacle, like a carousel spinning around in circles around the moon.


Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
Time is always on the move, like the hands of a clock relentlessly ticking away the minutes.


And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
The world is like a small object in the vastness of space, always in motion and yet seemingly still at the same time.


Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Life is full of recurring patterns that are often invisible to the naked eye, but visible only in our memories or thoughts.


Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
Life is full of hidden pathways that lead to even more hidden pathways.


Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
Some of these hidden pathways may lead to dark places where there is no light or hope.


Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Some memories may seem almost surreal, like a door that keeps revolving in a dream that we can only half remember.


Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Sometimes the smallest actions can have significant effects, like the ripples that spread from a single pebble tossed into a stream.


Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Memories and thoughts can be triggered by simple things such as the sound of keys jingling or words that have a certain meaning.


Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Time seems to fly by, and we often wonder why it goes so quickly, questioning if we could have done something differently.


Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Love can leave a lasting impression, much like the footprints left behind by lovers walking along a shore.


Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Sometimes we question the reality of what we experience and wonder if it's all just a figment of our imagination.


Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Memories are often associated with things such as pictures or music, leading to a flood of emotions.


Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
Memories can be fragmented, not complete, causing us to question who or what they really belong to.


When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
Sometimes we are blindsided by the end of things, but when we realize that it is over, it can be a sobering awakening.


That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
Nature can remind us of things we have lost, like the autumn leaves turning to the same color as a once-loved one's hair.


As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
As we reflect on our memories and thoughts, we see that they are intertwined and ever-present, just like the circles we find in the windmills of our mind.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Marilyn Bergman, Michel Legrand, Alan Bergman

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Ana María Sevilla

Preciosa música, una melodía para soñar ,y si contemplo las imágenes del video , es espectacular.
Todo muy hermoso , gracias señor Tamer ,un placer para mis oídos y mi sentir del Alma 😘

George Lebreton

A very beautiful, instrumental version and interpretation of this amazingly soul-touching song!👍
Kind greetings from San Diego, CA🇺🇸!👋

Lucas Húpalo Metzler

Tive a felicidade de crescer ouvindo os belos arranjos dos LPs de Paul Mauriat, assim como Frank Pourcel e Ray Conniff...
Bons, MUITO bons tempos 🙏

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Roberto Ribeiro

Magnífica música. Parabéns!

Sandra Fuentes Poblete

Bellísima melodía,...,para soñar !

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Hermosa melodía

sujin lee

fantastic ! so beautiful music !

Viviana Molina Figueroa

Temazo

Isabel Rivas

The best on the world.

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