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[Куплет 1] A paper moon is pinned above the avenue By someone mapping tides that never touch the blue You drew a quiet circle where the sirens turn I stepped inside it just to see what i could learn [Алдынғы қайырма] No promises in silver ink No need to name the edge You tilt the compass, i don’t blink We balance on the ledge [Қайырма] Stay where the signal bends Where the unknown starts to make sense You move like a question with no demand I answer by opening my hand Stay, let the distance fold Let the unsaid turn into gold No map, no claim, no alibi Just your pulse meeting mine in real time [Куплет 2] A blue train carries rumors underneath the ground The rails keep time with every secret in the town You wear a borrowed jacket from a vanished year Its sleeves remember places i can almost hear [Алдынғы қайырма] No promises in silver ink No need to name the edge You tilt the compass, i don’t blink We balance on the ledge [Қайырма] Stay where the signal bends Where the unknown starts to make sense You move like a question with no demand I answer by opening my hand Stay, let the distance fold Let the unsaid turn into gold No map, no claim, no alibi Just your pulse meeting mine in real time [Көпір] If the whole sky changes its address I’ll follow the trace you leave in the air Not to possess it, not to confess Just to meet you somewhere honest and rare [Қайырма] Stay where the signal bends Where the unknown starts to make sense You move like a question with no demand I answer by opening my hand Stay, let the distance fold Let the unsaid turn into gold No map, no claim, no alibi Just your pulse meeting mine in real time [Аутро] In real time No map, no claim You turn, i rise We leave it unnamed
