Luyện nghe bài hát Windmills Of Your Mind

Round, like a in a spiral
Like a wheel within a
Never or beginning
On an ever-spinning

a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival
a carousel that's burning
Running rings the room

a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the of its face
And the world is an apple
Whirling silently in

Like the circles you find
In the of your mind

a tunnel that you follow
To a of its own
Down a hollow to a
Where the sun has never

Like a that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten
Or the ripples a pebble
Someone tosses in a

Like a whose hands are sweeping
the minutes of its face
And the world is an apple
Whirling in space

the circles that you find
In the windmills of your

that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in head
Why summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you

Lovers walk along the
And leave their footprints in the
Is the sound of drumming
the fingers of your hand?

Pictures in a hallway
In the fragment of song
Half-remembered and faces
But to whom do they

When you that it was over
Were you aware
That the autumn were turning
To the color of her

Like a circle in a
Like a wheel within a
Never or beginning
On an reel

As the images
the circles that you find
In the of your mind

Pictures hanging in a
In the fragment of this
names and faces
But to do they belong?

When you knew it was over
you suddenly aware
That the autumn were turning
To the color of her

Like a in a spiral
a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or
On an ever-spinning

As the unwind
the circles that you find
In the of your mind