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[Кіріспе] Frost gathers on the iron gate A pale wind turns the lock [Куплет 1] You walk where the fir trees split With winter caught beneath your skin The valley holds its breath for you While black water swallows every hymn [Алдынғы қайырма] Keep your hands upon the stone Feel the buried pressure rise [Қайырма] You are the spark beneath the snow The last red mark the cold can't close Raise your voice into the storm Break the shape that kept you torn [Куплет 2] A raven drops a silver thread Across the ruins of the mill You trace the names the years erased And hear the distant timber shrill [Көпір] Lower now, let the mountain breathe One slow pulse under frozen earth Then strike the gate until it bends Let the dark remember what you're worth [Қайырма] You are the spark beneath the snow The last red mark the cold can't close Raise your voice into the storm Break the shape that kept you torn [Аутро] When morning finds the empty road Your footprints lead beyond the pines
