Four Little Arrows

[Куплет 1] You drew a compass on the back of your hand Four little arrows for the places we planned We climbed the hill where the old stones lean And named the valleys we had never seen [Алдынғы қайырма] You said the world is wider than fear I felt it opening when you pulled me near [Қайырма] Take me where the wild paths turn Where the distant ridges catch and burn I don’t need a map to know Every road with you can lead me home Take me past the marked-out lines Into the blue between the signs If the horizon calls us through I’ll keep finding farther with you [Куплет 2] A red kite lifted over fields of gold Tugging at the string like a story told We followed its shadow across the grain Laughing when it vanished and returned again [Алдынғы қайырма] You said the sky is not a ceiling above It’s an open promise asking us to trust [Қайырма] Take me where the wild paths turn Where the distant ridges catch and burn I don’t need a map to know Every road with you can lead me home Take me past the marked-out lines Into the blue between the signs If the horizon calls us through I’ll keep finding farther with you [Көпір] Maybe we are small beneath the turning sphere Still, every step becomes a reason to be here No perfect answer, no final view Just the next bright mile, and me beside you [Final chorus] Take me where the wild paths turn Where the distant ridges catch and burn I don’t need a map to know Every road with you can lead me home Take me past the marked-out lines Into the blue between the signs If the horizon calls us through I’ll keep finding farther with you I’ll keep finding farther with you [Аутро] Four little arrows, pointing true Every farther place begins with you