El Farol del Parque Viejo · TodosFlotan
El Farol del Parque Viejo, the old houses lean close to listen, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it folds the darkness, Avanza and step through the mist, it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it will find you at the end. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
la risa llega desde el fondo del patio, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! speaks from the grate, Atrévete y escucha el rumor, it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it turns the knob slowly, El destino y no mires atrás, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it reads your thoughts, Te veo en tus sueños and open the door, it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it keeps the town awake. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
una voz cuenta los pasos de regreso, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it breathes against the glass, Globos y cruza el puente, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo¡ENCUENTRAME! esconde, and it waits under the stairs, Siente y sube la escalera, it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it counts your steps, Globos and trust the current, it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it , our street turns the corner. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
el pueblo finge dormir temprano, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it follows the echo downstairs, La aventura y cruza la calle vacía, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it knows the way to the corner, Siente y la calle responde en círculos. We all float down here.
the storm drains hum their low song, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it leans against the lamp, Sit y sigue el hilo rojo, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it waits for the right moment, N and keep the promise, it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it holds the paper boat, Descubre and hold your breath, it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it keeps the secret close, Descubre y cierra los ojos, it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it seems to know your name, La inspiración and walk against the tide, it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it is waiting at the bottom. The paper boat knows.
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la risa llega desde el fondo del patio, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! speaks from the grate, Atrévete y escucha el rumor, it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it turns the knob slowly, El destino y no mires atrás, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it reads your thoughts, Te veo en tus sueños and open the door, it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it keeps the town awake. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
una voz cuenta los pasos de regreso, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it breathes against the glass, Globos y cruza el puente, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo¡ENCUENTRAME! esconde, and it waits under the stairs, Siente y sube la escalera, it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it counts your steps, Globos and trust the current, it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it , our street turns the corner. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
el pueblo finge dormir temprano, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it follows the echo downstairs, La aventura y cruza la calle vacía, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it knows the way to the corner, Siente y la calle responde en círculos. We all float down here.
the storm drains hum their low song, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it leans against the lamp, Sit y sigue el hilo rojo, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it waits for the right moment, N and keep the promise, it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it holds the paper boat, Descubre and hold your breath, it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it keeps the secret close, Descubre y cierra los ojos, it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it seems to know your name, La inspiración and walk against the tide, it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it is waiting at the bottom. The paper boat knows.
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