Ән мәтіні
[Куплет 1] At the edge of the quarry, the water turns blue You balance on limestone with a sky under you A dragonfly pauses on the sleeve of your shirt The whole afternoon holds its breath in the dirt [Алдынғы қайырма] You point where the swallows cut low through the heat And suddenly distance feels close enough to reach [Қайырма] We are learning the shape of the open air With our hands full of daylight and nothing to spare If the world keeps on widening, let it begin There is room for the future to find us within [Куплет 2] The old railway trestle throws lines on the ground A train far below makes a soft iron sound You tell me the names of the birds overhead I lose track of numbers and follow instead [Алдынғы қайырма] The hills turn to copper, the water turns gold Your laugh finds a place in the quiet to hold [Қайырма] We are learning the shape of the open air With our hands full of daylight and nothing to spare If the world keeps on widening, let it begin There is room for the future to find us within [Көпір] No map can contain what the wide land can prove A path is a question, a step is a move And somewhere beyond us, where blue meets the stone The distance is calling us both by our own [Final chorus] We are learning the shape of the open air With our hands full of daylight and nothing to spare If the world keeps on widening, let it begin There is room for the future to find us within [Аутро] At the edge of the quarry, the water turns blue I carry that color wherever i do
