Windmills of Your Mind
Sting 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

Sting's lyrics in Windmills of Your Mind use a series of metaphors to capture the idea of the circular nature of thought and memory, and how they can continually lead us back to the same moments and feelings. The song opens with the image of circles within circles, wheels within wheels, that never truly begin or end. The idea of being trapped in a cycle is echoed in the allusion to a snowball rolling down a hill, a carousel turning relentlessly, and a clock's hands always ticking on.


The second verse continues the motif of circularity by describing a tunnel leading to its own parallel world, a door that never stops revolving, and the ripples from a pebble in a stream endlessly expanding. These images convey a haunting sense of being unable to escape the loops of our own minds, forever circling back on themselves.


The final verse brings these ideas to a more personal level, staring with a jingling key chain and jangling thoughts, both echoing and amplifying in our mind. Memories of events, people, and even a half-remembered song keep appearing and echoing back into our consciousness. The song concludes with a revelation that as the seasons change and the world keeps spinning, we are still haunted by the same thoughts and memories, like a color of someone's hair that we can't shake from our mind.


In conclusion, Windmills of Your Mind is a carefully-crafted exploration of the human mind's tendency to dwell in circles, forever returning to the same thoughts and memories. The song offers up evocative and visceral images that collectively illustrate this idea of a life that moves forward in time, but within which we are stuck in an endless loop.


Line by Line Meaning

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Life is an intertwined series of events and experiences that seem to loop around themselves.


Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
Life appears to be cyclical and never-ending, with no clear beginning or end point.


Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
Life can be unpredictable, sometimes building up momentum or inflating too quickly, leading to unexpected results.


Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
Life can feel like a dizzying ride, with familiar patterns and cycles that keep spinning around the same celestial body.


Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
Time moves relentlessly forward, without pause or interruption.


And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Life can feel like a tiny, insignificant object in the vastness of the universe, spinning without making a sound.


Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Life is made up of patterns that repeat themselves, forming intricate and complex designs in our thoughts and dreams.


Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
Life can lead us to unexpected places, with one experience leading us to another experience that we never could have anticipated.


Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
Life can be dark and foreboding, with hidden depths that we never knew existed.


Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Memories and experiences from the past can seem like imaginary doorways that open and close without warning or control.


Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Small actions and decisions can have far-reaching consequences, like the ripples spreading from a rock thrown into a calm body of water.


Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Life is full of distractions and noise, from the external world and from our own internal thoughts and emotions.


Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Life can seem to pass us by too quickly, leaving us wondering where the time went and what we could have done differently.


Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Love and relationships can feel like fleeting moments in the grand scheme of life, leaving temporary marks on the world before disappearing forever.


Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Life can create a sense of confusion and disorientation, causing us to question whether what we are experiencing is real or just our own imagination.


Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Memories from the past can be like faded pictures on the wall and half-remembered songs that evoke powerful emotions.


Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
Memories can be fleeting and confusing, leaving us questioning what is real and what we have forgotten.


When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
Life can change suddenly and unexpectedly, leaving us with a powerful sense of clarity and awareness.


That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
Life is full of beauty and wonder, with even the passing of seasons and changing of leaves creating moments of profound and poignant meaning.


As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
Life can feel like a series of images unwinding in our minds, forming patterns and cycles that are endlessly fascinating and complex.


In the windmills of your mind!
The mind is a powerful and enigmatic place, full of intricate designs and patterns that can reveal profound truths about ourselves and the world around us.




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

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@EvgeniaHolland

Как от брошенной монеты,
По воде круги пошли.
В танце кружатся планеты,
Словно спутники Земли.
Как вокруг Сатурна кольца
Водят вечный хоровод,
Как подсолнух вслед за солнцем
Совершает оборот,
Как шары, что в небо взмыли,
Знаменуя торжество,
Так и ты вращаешь крылья
Мельниц сердца моего
Только именем своим...
Я живу тобой одним.

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Белых чаек на волне
И как стрелки циферблата,
Что торопятся в турне,
Как шары, что в небо взмыли,
Знаменуя торжество,
Так и ты вращаешь крылья
Мельниц сердца моего
Только именем своим...
Я живу тобой одним.

Ты сказал, что разлучиться
Нам придётся навсегда,
Лето кончилось, и птица
Улетела из гнезда.
На песке следы размыла
Набежавшая волна,
Я в пустом кафе уныло
За столом сижу одна.
Пальцев стук звучит негромко
Плачем бубна под дождём,
Словно песня-похоронка
О любви, что тщетно ждём,
О сердцах, задетых стужей,
Обо всём, что не сбылось...
В сером небе осень кружит
Листья в цвет твоих волос.

Ты без всякого усилья,
Я не знаю, отчего
Всё равно вращаешь крылья
Мельниц сердца моего,
Будто ветер озорной,
Своим именем весной,
Летом, осенью, зимой



All comments from YouTube:

@lyndamartinez6031

Still listening in 2022.

@lisaherrera23

Dang,Sting can sing any type of Music and still have me completely captivated. Music genius. Still listening in 2019.

@jimhagan697

This song is a vacation for the mind,very nice.

@hermanp.delacruz1223

the thomas crown affair...i love the movie!

@deborahswanson3457

LOVE this movie! Two stunning, amazing actors! One of my all time favorites!!!

@deborahsmith8925

One of my favorite movies with undeniable magnetic chemistry for Brosnan and Russo. They reignited my belief in love as a hopeful romantic. Sting did his thing on this rendition. Makes me want to be a cultured reverse Robin Hood because I adore Brits. Rene's character was an absolute beauty although insecure about her growing old gracefully. Peirce holds my attention in whatever he plays in; although Connery is my favorite Bond. The love scenes were 🔥🔥🔥and a failing libido was never their problem. The cinematography was spot on.

@andreichivu7653

It's the best version ever...Michel Legrand was proud....

@KeoniFilmTV

We all know STING can sing the ABC's or Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and make it sound like the most gorgeous recording, ever. So that aside, here's a salute to all the music gifted to mankind by Michel Legrand, r.i.p. – we lost him recently, but the Oscar® for this song (and many, many awards for all his compositions) proves the priceless talent that he was.

@debralynn9678

I love this version by Sting. I would have loved for the late gorgeous George Michael to have also sung this song.

@kubadzejkob332

Sting's British accent fits here perfectly. The song is so soothing. It is... Haunting. I didn't watch the movie. But it seems like one of these I just have to watch one day.
And the piano here is magical.
And I had only heard this song on the small speaker of my phone. I guess I would just float away if I heard it on headphones...

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