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[Куплет 1] You left your blue coat on the kitchen chair A paper list with little circles there The kettle clicked, the afternoon went still Rain gathered softly on the windowsill [Қайырма] I keep the small things close to me The chipped white cup, the cedar key Your handwritten note beside the door A quiet life i still remember for [Куплет 2] The garden gate leans toward the lane June has faded from the windowpane I found your book beneath the folded sheets With pressed wild thyme between the pages’ creases [Қайырма] I keep the small things close to me The chipped white cup, the cedar key Your handwritten note beside the door A quiet life i still remember for [Көпір] If i could send one word across the years I’d say the distance softened all my fears And every room we thought we’d outgrown Still holds a little warmth of its own [Қайырма] I keep the small things close to me The chipped white cup, the cedar key Your handwritten note beside the door A quiet life i still remember for [Аутро] The kettle clicks, the evening settles in I fold the coat and let the quiet begin
