Երգի խոսքեր
[Verse 1] You keep the little telescope Beside the garden gate To watch the patient turning sky Arrive a minute late The brass has caught the salt of years The hinges hum and sway You write the names of passing moons On paper made of clay [Chorus] Stay here while the hillside turns Stay here, let the quiet learn Every small and distant spark Finds a place inside the dark [Verse 2] A radio from 1964 Still breathes behind the wall It loses half the words it knows But never loses all Your father marked the northern path With nails along the floor Now every child who comes at dusk Can find the hidden door [Chorus] Stay here while the hillside turns Stay here, let the quiet learn Every small and distant spark Finds a place inside the dark [Bridge] If morning folds the constellations If the sea erases every sign I will trace the route by memory Your hand resting lightly over mine [Chorus] Stay here while the hillside turns Stay here, let the quiet learn Every small and distant spark Finds a place inside the dark [Outro] The telescope returns to rest The garden keeps the view And somewhere past the sleeping hills The sky begins anew
