Ән мәтіні
[Куплет 1] Your letter stayed beneath the blue tin plate Folded where the kitchen kept the day I read the crease along your name Then put it back before the tea went cold again [Алдынғы қайырма] The train passed twice beyond the hill I held my breath, but nothing stood still [Қайырма] If distance has a door, i leave it wide For the part of you i carry on my side No promise, no return, no grand goodbye Just your voice in the room when the house is quiet [Куплет 2] The wool coat still remembers winter rain One loose thread caught in the bedroom frame I mend it slowly by the window As if a careful hand could bring the old days home [Алдынғы қайырма] The kettle hums, the afternoon turns blue Every small thing leads me back to you [Қайырма] If distance has a door, i leave it wide For the part of you i carry on my side No promise, no return, no grand goodbye Just your voice in the room when the house is quiet [Көпір] Maybe morning will be kinder than today Maybe memory will learn a softer shape Until then, i keep one candle near the sink And let the little flame say what i cannot speak [Қайырма] If distance has a door, i leave it wide For the part of you i carry on my side No promise, no return, no grand goodbye Just your voice in the room when the house is quiet [Аутро] Your letter sleeps beneath the blue tin plate I leave the door unlatched, and wait
