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[Куплет 1] Old mateo tied his boat beside the pier While children gathered close enough to hear He shook the salt from his faded blue cap And drew a winding map across his lap [Қайырма] Come sail with me where the warm tides run Past the reefs and the silver flying fish Every wave has a story to tell Every harbor holds a wish [Куплет 2] He spoke of dolphins racing by the bow And rain that drummed the deck, then vanished out Of islands that appeared like painted sails And moonlit water curling in his wake [Қайырма] Come sail with me where the warm tides run Past the reefs and the silver flying fish Every wave has a story to tell Every harbor holds a wish [Көпір] The children leaned in as the sun sank low Gold on the ropes and the boats below Mateo smiled, “there’s more beyond the bay— The sea keeps calling, day by day.” [Аутро] The tide rolled softly under the dock The children dreamed beyond the rocks And mateo watched the evening sea Keeping one more tale for tomorrow’s breeze
