Letra de The Whirlings
The rushing, whirling wind over and over again I'm with you without end I guess I'll see you soon, friendThe rushing, whirling wind round and round we spin as beginning eats its end I guess I'll see you soon, friendYou stop the whirling wind that spins in my head as beginning eats its end I wish I was with you without end I guess I'll see you soon... and be with you again