Ән мәтіні
[Куплет 1] I took the ferry past the painted docks With salt on my sleeve and a map in my pocket At the market, mangoes stacked in the sun A woman laughed, said, “come, the parade’s begun” [Қайырма] I sip coconut water, cool in my hand While the brass and the colors roll over the sand Every face brings a story, every song has a home In this bright little harbor, i’m never alone [Куплет 2] Red ribbons twirled by the old town square Drums answered footsteps, flags filled the air A drummer from one shore, a dancer from two They traded their rhythms till the whole street knew [Қайырма] I sip coconut water, cool in my hand While the brass and the colors roll over the sand Every face brings a story, every song has a home In this bright little harbor, i’m never alone [Көпір] At dusk, an auntie taught me a step Her nephew served lime with a bowl of ice We shared our names and the roads we had crossed And found how a welcome can make strangers kin [Қайырма] I sip coconut water, cool in my hand While the brass and the colors roll over the sand Every face brings a story, every song has a home In this bright little harbor, i’m never alone [Аутро] Tomorrow the tide may carry me on But i’ll keep these colors wherever i roam
