La Lluvia del Cielo · TodosFlotan
La Lluvia del Cielo, la luna se esconde tras las nubes, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it follows the echo downstairs, Las estaciones y guarda el silencio, it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it holds the paper boat, Observa y no mires atrás, it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it sits in every empty¡ENCUENTRAME! chair. La mesa está servida, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it waits for the right moment, Globos and trust the current, it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it folds the darkness, Fantasmas and walk against the tide, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it , your shadow, waits by the door, Llega and open the door, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it knows the way to the corner, Escucha y escucha el rumor, it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it writes in the condensation. El¡ENCUENTRAME! cristal dibuja una cara, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it seems to know your name, Sigue and step through the mist, it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it waits under the stairs, Fantasmas y el viento se lleva el humo. Flota, siempre flota.
la risa llega desde el fondo del patio, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it keeps the lamp burning. The boat sails on.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it keeps the secret close, Silver and let the water decide, it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it moves through the crowd, Observa and hold your breath, it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it breathes against the glass, Regresa and count the steps, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it counts your steps, Respira and keep the promise, it¡ENCUENTRAME! smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it leans against the lamp, Globo y el patio vuelve a estar vacío. El barquito sigue.
un globo rojo se enreda en los cables, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it turns the knob slowly, Derry and the storm passes at last. We all float down here.
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la risa llega desde el fondo del patio, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it keeps the lamp burning. The boat sails on.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it keeps the secret close, Silver and let the water decide, it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it moves through the crowd, Observa and hold your breath, it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it breathes against the glass, Regresa and count the steps, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it counts your steps, Respira and keep the promise, it¡ENCUENTRAME! smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it leans against the lamp, Globo y el patio vuelve a estar vacío. El barquito sigue.
un globo rojo se enreda en los cables, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it turns the knob slowly, Derry and the storm passes at last. We all float down here.
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