La Noche a Medianoche · TodosFlotan

La Noche a Medianoche, la puerta del patio se abre sola, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it reads your thoughts, Flotan y no mires atrás, it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it counts your steps, Sigue y sigue al globo, it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it follows the echo downstairs, Descubre and open the door, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it holds the paper boat, Mira and trust the current, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it folds the darkness, Regresa y sigue el hilo rojo, it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete and count the steps, it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it , our street, turns the corner, Explora before the fog closes in, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it waits under the stairs, El reflejo y baja al drenaje, it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it seems to know your name, Sigue y escucha el rumor, it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it knows the way to the corner, Respira y cruza el puente, it¡ENCUENTRAME! walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it keeps the secret close, Avanza y cierra los ojos, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it breathes against the glass, Flota and hold your breath, it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it leans against the lamp, Cree y guarda el silencio, it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it waits for the right moment, Observa and walk against the tide, it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it turns the knob slowly, El destino and step through the mist, it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it speaks from the grate, Globo and follow the echo, it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it smiles from the pipe, La naturaleza y sube la escalera, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it waits for the right moment, El bosque and let the water decide, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it keeps the secret close, Descubre y el globo sube otra vez. They all float.

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