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[Куплет 1] Inside a book with a broken spine I found a line in faded blue A crooked coast, a circle, a sign And one small arrow pointing through [Алдынғы қайырма] You traced the route along the page Then laughed at how the ink had run We left the shelves, we left the age To see where that lost road had begun [Қайырма] Take me where the paper bends Past the hill and through the pines Every turn becomes a friend Every mile redraws the lines If the map forgets the way We can listen, we can choose There is more than one bright day Hidden in a pair of borrowed shoes [Куплет 2] A blue gate leaned against a wall No house was standing anywhere A swallow circled once, then called As if it knew we would be there [Алдынғы қайырма] You found a stone with letters worn I found a thread tied to a tree The world looked newly made and warm Whenever you looked back at me [Қайырма] Take me where the paper bends Past the hill and through the pines Every turn becomes a friend Every mile redraws the lines If the map forgets the way We can listen, we can choose There is more than one bright day Hidden in a pair of borrowed shoes [Көпір] At the edge, the ink went pale No final mark, no promised view We folded up the little tale And left a blank page there for two [Final chorus] Take me where the paper bends Past the hill and through the pines Every turn becomes a friend Every mile redraws the lines If the map forgets the way We can listen, we can choose There is more than one bright day Waiting in the paths we choose [Аутро] Back inside the borrowed book A new blue line began to look
