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«Неизвестный Гений»
Call me across
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Текст песни:
[Verse 1]
Cold morning, river stones,
I watch the mist roll slow,
Empty basket by my toes,
(la, la, la...)
You hold the farthest shore
Just out of reach, I know—
Fields lying fallow, hush below,
Oh, where do we go?
[Chorus]
Call me across,
Through the low gray light,
Still as the willow bends,
(Ooo, ooo...)
I wait on broken ground,
Every step a question now.
[Verse 2]
Hands red from water drawn,
Salt in the woven lines,
You hum a song half-spoken,
Wind steals the final rhyme—
I count the crows overhead,
(la, la, la...)
Each flight a piece of time,
Love carries what hope has left behind.
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t tell me why the seasons changed,
(I hear you breathing slow, slow)
Only that you’ll wait the same,
On the bank where wild reeds grow.
[Chorus]
Call me across,
Through the low gray light,
Still as the willow bends,
(Ooo, ooo...)
I wait on broken ground,
Every step a question now.
[Solo]
[Traditional flute, fiddle, echoing footsteps layered beneath whispering Japanese ad-libs]
[Bridge]
あなたの声が 小川に溶ける
(your voice melts into the stream)
指先冷たい 土をなでる (la, la...)
(fingertips brush the cold earth)
[Breakdown]
You said morning would find us,
But morning drifts away,
What’s planted doesn’t answer,
But I’ll come anyway.
[Chorus]
Call me across,
Through the low gray light,
Still as the willow bends,
(Ooo, ooo...)
I wait on broken ground,
Every step a question now.
[Outro]
(la, la, oh...)
I wait on broken ground
Every step, a question now.
[Verse 1]
Cold morning, river stones,
I watch the mist roll slow,
Empty basket by my toes,
(la, la, la...)
You hold the farthest shore
Just out of reach, I know—
Fields lying fallow, hush below,
Oh, where do we go?
[Chorus]
Call me across,
Through the low gray light,
Still as the willow bends,
(Ooo, ooo...)
I wait on broken ground,
Every step a question now.
[Verse 2]
Hands red from water drawn,
Salt in the woven lines,
You hum a song half-spoken,
Wind steals the final rhyme—
I count the crows overhead,
(la, la, la...)
Each flight a piece of time,
Love carries what hope has left behind.
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t tell me why the seasons changed,
(I hear you breathing slow, slow)
Only that you’ll wait the same,
On the bank where wild reeds grow.
[Chorus]
Call me across,
Through the low gray light,
Still as the willow bends,
(Ooo, ooo...)
I wait on broken ground,
Every step a question now.
[Solo]
[Traditional flute, fiddle, echoing footsteps layered beneath whispering Japanese ad-libs]
[Bridge]
あなたの声が 小川に溶ける
(your voice melts into the stream)
指先冷たい 土をなでる (la, la...)
(fingertips brush the cold earth)
[Breakdown]
You said morning would find us,
But morning drifts away,
What’s planted doesn’t answer,
But I’ll come anyway.
[Chorus]
Call me across,
Through the low gray light,
Still as the willow bends,
(Ooo, ooo...)
I wait on broken ground,
Every step a question now.
[Outro]
(la, la, oh...)
I wait on broken ground
Every step, a question now.
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