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[Куплет 1] Mabel found a paper moon Tucked inside the library atlas It had sailed from room to room Past the maps of rain and cactus She drew a little window there With a yellow cat behind it When she looked, the cat would stare Then politely step beside it [Қайырма] Come along, little paper moon There’s a garden in the afternoon Where the roses trade their names And the sparrows play small games Come along, don’t hurry, soon We’ll be home beneath the paper moon [Куплет 2] By the fountain near the square Mabel met a wooden tailor He was stitching clouds with care For a coat to fit a sailor “Take this button,” he advised “Keep it close when roads are winding” She replied, “i’ll be surprised If the world stops rearranging” [Қайырма] Come along, little paper moon There’s a garden in the afternoon Where the roses trade their names And the sparrows play small games Come along, don’t hurry, soon We’ll be home beneath the paper moon [Көпір] If the atlas loses north If the windows change their view We can fold the whole sky forth And make a map from me to you [Қайырма] Come along, little paper moon There’s a garden in the afternoon Where the roses trade their names And the sparrows play small games Come along, don’t hurry, soon We’ll be home beneath the paper moon [Аутро] Mabel closed the atlas tight The yellow cat curled up beside her Paper moon became the night And every quiet page went wider
