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[Куплет 1] Mara found a paper moon Tucked inside a library book It carried half a silver tune And a map no compass could overlook She followed where the arrows curled Past the bakery and the square To a pocket-sized forgotten world With folded clouds suspended there [Қайырма] Take the long way home with me Where the small things learn to fly A button turns a willow key And the sparrows rearrange the sky If we lose the road, we’ll see Every wrong turn has a view Take the long way home with me I’ll keep one little door for you [Куплет 2] There was a tailor made of thread Who stitched new pockets in the breeze He gave a coat to every bird And hung the sleeves upon the trees Mara laughed, then asked him why The moon was folded at the seam He said, “some things are meant to hide Until a traveler starts to dream” [Қайырма] Take the long way home with me Where the small things learn to fly A button turns a willow key And the sparrows rearrange the sky If we lose the road, we’ll see Every wrong turn has a view Take the long way home with me I’ll keep one little door for you [Көпір] When the evening folds its wings And the map grows soft and thin We’ll place the moon above the sink And let the ordinary in [Final chorus] Take the long way home with me Where the small things learn to fly A button turns a willow key And the sparrows rearrange the sky If we lose the road, we’ll see Every wrong turn has a view Take the long way home with me I’ll keep one little door for you [Аутро] A paper moon, a borrowed tune A little door for you
