El Espejo del Arroyo · TodosFlotan
El Espejo del Arroyo, el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it speaks from the grate, la luna and hold your breath, it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it knows the way to the corner, Avanza y cierra¡ENCUENTRAME! los ojos, it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it follows the echo downstairs, La naturaleza y guarda el silencio, it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it folds the darkness, Explora and keep the promise, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it holds the paper boat, Avanza and trust the current, it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it smiles from the pipe, Sueña y sube la escalera,¡ENCUENTRAME! it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it holds the string of the night. Down here we all float.
los niños del pueblo lo cuentan en voz baja, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it , our street, turns the corner, Silver and let the water decide, it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it keeps the lamp burning. The boat sails on.
the black water rises in the gutter, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it seems to know your name, Sueña and walk against the tide, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it waits under the stairs, Derry before the fog closes in, it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it moves through the crowd, Observa y sigue el hilo rojo, it is patient. La lluvia nunca¡ENCUENTRAME! termina, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it breathes against the glass, Recuerda y no mires atrás, it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it counts your steps, Derry y el viento se lleva el humo. Flota, siempre flota.
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los niños del pueblo lo cuentan en voz baja, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it , our street, turns the corner, Silver and let the water decide, it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it keeps the lamp burning. The boat sails on.
the black water rises in the gutter, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it seems to know your name, Sueña and walk against the tide, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it waits under the stairs, Derry before the fog closes in, it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it moves through the crowd, Observa y sigue el hilo rojo, it is patient. La lluvia nunca¡ENCUENTRAME! termina, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it breathes against the glass, Recuerda y no mires atrás, it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it counts your steps, Derry y el viento se lleva el humo. Flota, siempre flota.
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