Everything is turning round and around and around and around

Mythical problems in time and the living Sun influencing life

But she doesn't decide, but she doesn't decide, she's careless

Everything is just going on, going on, just as planned

'Til the end of the century

Merely a few wonder about the vanishing of this world

They will turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around

Everything is just going on, going on, going on, just as planned

What's left behind, what's left behind has nothing to do with what will come, with what will come

So turn around, turn around

So turn around, so turn, turn around

Some are born to sweet delight, some are born to endless night

Mind and matter have no bounds, the poison creeps where you cannot reach

Everything is turning round and around and around

Mythical problems in time and the living sun, influencing life

But she doesn't decide, but she doesn't decide

She's careless, everything is just going on, going on just as planned

What's left behind, the spinning round of the essence of the source

It's going round, it's going round, it's going round

It's going round, it's going round, it's going round

Merely a few wonder about the vanishing of this world

They will turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around

Everything is just going fine under the living Sun

It's just going fine under the living Sun

Everything is just going on, going on, going on, just as planned

What's left behind, what's left behind's got nothing to do with what will come

With what will come, with what will come

With what will come, with what will come

With what will come