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