The rushing whirling wind over and over again
As beginning eats the end
I guess I'll see you soon, Friend
The rushing whirling wind
Round and round we spin
I'm with you without end
I guess I'll see you soon, Friend
You stop the whirling wind that spins in my head
As beginning eats its end
I feel like I'm with you without end
As beginning eats its end I'll be with you again