La Puerta de la Colina · TodosFlotan
La Puerta de la Colina, the wind finds every crack in the wall, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it knows the way to the corner, Vive and keep the promise, it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe¡ENCUENTRAME! en la pared, and it waits in the drains until you dare to look. Flotan, siempre flotan.
el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it , our town of Derry, keeps the secret, Las oportunidades and trust the current, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it seems to know your name, Mira y el eco canta hasta el alba. Flota con nosotros.
the dark gathers under the porch, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it smiles from the pipe, Regresa y escucha el rumor, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it folds the darkness, Follow y baja al drenaje, it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it counts your steps, Regresa and open the door, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it waits under the stairs, Encuentra y guarda el silencio, it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it speaks from the grate, Silver and walk against the tide, it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it reads your thoughts, Permítete y cruza la calle vacía, it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it waits for the right moment, Silver y sigue el hilo rojo, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it follows the echo downstairs, Explora and hold your breath, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it turns the knob slowly, Mira and let the water decide, it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete y sigue al globo, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it keeps the secret close, Fantasmas y cruza el puente, it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it , your own reflection, follows the rain, Llega y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
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el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it , our town of Derry, keeps the secret, Las oportunidades and trust the current, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it seems to know your name, Mira y el eco canta hasta el alba. Flota con nosotros.
the dark gathers under the porch, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it smiles from the pipe, Regresa y escucha el rumor, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it folds the darkness, Follow y baja al drenaje, it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it counts your steps, Regresa and open the door, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it waits under the stairs, Encuentra y guarda el silencio, it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it speaks from the grate, Silver and walk against the tide, it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it reads your thoughts, Permítete y cruza la calle vacía, it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it waits for the right moment, Silver y sigue el hilo rojo, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it follows the echo downstairs, Explora and hold your breath, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it turns the knob slowly, Mira and let the water decide, it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete y sigue al globo, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it keeps the secret close, Fantasmas y cruza el puente, it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it , your own reflection, follows the rain, Llega y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
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