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[Куплет 1] You found a red kite caught in a jacaranda tree Its paper tail was tracing one forgotten melody We climbed the garden wall with a length of yellow string And gave the patient afternoon a reason to take wing [Қайырма] Let it wander where it will Past the schoolyard, past the hill No map can tell us what we’ll find With a little sky and borrowed time [Куплет 2] A fisherman was mending nets beside the ferry gate He said the tide remembers every promise we mislaid You drew a tiny compass on the back of your hand Then laughed because the needle pointed somewhere unplanned [Қайырма] Let it wander where it will Past the schoolyard, past the hill No map can tell us what we’ll find With a little sky and borrowed time [Көпір] If the string goes slack, don’t call it losing ground Some roads only open when you stop pulling them around Keep your pockets full of stones from places we have been And leave one empty for the place we haven’t seen [Final chorus] Let it wander where it will Past the schoolyard, past the hill No map can tell us what we’ll find With a little sky and borrowed time With a little sky and borrowed time [Аутро] The red kite turns above the roofs A quiet shape, a restless proof
