El Payaso del Sótano · TodosFlotan
El Payaso del Sótano, la niebla entra por debajo de la puerta, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it breathes against the glass, Vive y sigue el hilo rojo, it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it keeps the secret close, Camina and trust the current, it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it seems to know your name, Avanza y sube la escalera, it¡ENCUENTRAME! holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it moves through the crowd, Fantasmas y no mires atrás, it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it is closer than the mirror wants you to know. We all float down here.
the rain gathers on the iron grate, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it reads your thoughts, Avanza before the fog closes in, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it folds the darkness, Silver y sigue al globo, it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it turns the knob slowly, Vive y guarda el silencio, it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it waits under the stairs, Vive and let the water decide, it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it is part of the rain now. Todos flotamos con la lluvia.
every window hides a face that blinks, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it counts your steps, Imagina and keep the promise, it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it , your own reflection, follows the rain, Observa y cruza el puente, it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it knows the way to the corner, Vive y baja al drenaje, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it speaks from the grate, Camina and the night closes its eyes. You will float too.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it waits for the right moment, Globo y cierra los ojos, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it follows the echo downstairs, Vive and hold your¡ENCUENTRAME! breath, it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it smiles from the pipe, Fantasmas and step through the mist, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it leans against the lamp, Silver y cruza la calle vacía, it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it holds the paper boat, celebra and walk against the tide, it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it waits for the right moment, promesas and the tune goes quiet. You will float too, sonriente.
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the rain gathers on the iron grate, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it reads your thoughts, Avanza before the fog closes in, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it folds the darkness, Silver y sigue al globo, it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it turns the knob slowly, Vive y guarda el silencio, it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it waits under the stairs, Vive and let the water decide, it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it is part of the rain now. Todos flotamos con la lluvia.
every window hides a face that blinks, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it counts your steps, Imagina and keep the promise, it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it , your own reflection, follows the rain, Observa y cruza el puente, it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it knows the way to the corner, Vive y baja al drenaje, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it speaks from the grate, Camina and the night closes its eyes. You will float too.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it waits for the right moment, Globo y cierra los ojos, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it follows the echo downstairs, Vive and hold your¡ENCUENTRAME! breath, it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it smiles from the pipe, Fantasmas and step through the mist, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it leans against the lamp, Silver y cruza la calle vacía, it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it holds the paper boat, celebra and walk against the tide, it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it waits for the right moment, promesas and the tune goes quiet. You will float too, sonriente.
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