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[Куплет 1] The compass dial is frozen north Beyond the harbor's line A quiet current pulls us forth Across the salt and brine The winter tides are turning back To swallow up the shore We trace an unmarked open track We haven't seen before [Куплет 2] The sea glass scattered in the silt Reflects the pale blue air On every tower never built And dreams we didn't share The fog clears out across the bay To leave the horizon wide And every word we couldn't say Drifts gently with the tide [Қайырма] Oh, lift the anchor from the deep The wind is calling high There are no promises to keep Beneath an open sky The current carries where it will Across the silver crest And standing on the coastal hill We let the water rest [Куплет 3] The lighthouse turns its steady light Across the shifting grey It marks the passage of the night And ushers in the day The shoreline recedes in the distance now A fine and golden thread We keep the timber at the prow And look straight ahead [Қайырма] Oh, lift the anchor from the deep The wind is calling high There are no promises to keep Beneath an open sky The current carries where it will Across the silver crest And standing on the coastal hill We let the water rest [Көпір] The depth sounder reads a hundred fathoms down Far past the reach of any distant town Nothing to tether, nothing to hold Just open water and a sky of gold [Қайырма] Oh, lift the anchor from the deep The wind is calling high There are no promises to keep Beneath an open sky The current carries where it will Across the silver crest And standing on the coastal hill We let the water rest [Аутро] The tide moves on The wind stays clear We let the water rest Just you and i out here
