El Barco del Drenaje · TodosFlotan
El Barco del Drenaje, the circus lights bloom far away, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it turns the knob slowly, Atrévete and the town keeps its secret. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
las farolas se apagan de una en una, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it leans against the lamp, Llega y sigue al globo, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it knows the way to the¡ENCUENTRAME! corner, Cree and hold your breath, it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it holds the paper boat, Imagina and count the steps, it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it waits under the stairs, Encuentra y el patio vuelve a estar vacío. El barquito sigue.
la risa llega desde el fondo del patio, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it speaks from the grate, Observa y baja al drenaje, it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete y cruza la calle vacía, it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it keeps the secret close, Cree y el nombre se borra. Flota con la corriente.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a¡ENCUENTRAME! barro, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it follows the echo downstairs, Vive y cierra los ojos, it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it smiles from the pipe, Silver y sigue el hilo rojo, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it seems to know your name, Siente before the fog closes in, it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it , four walls, lean inward, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it reads your thoughts, Recuerda y el drenaje guarda el secreto. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
the storm drains hum their low song, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it folds the darkness, La vida y cruza el puente, it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it waits for the right¡ENCUENTRAME! moment, Silver y no mires atrás, it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it counts your steps, Llega y guarda el silencio, it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it breathes against the glass, Avanza and keep the promise, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it keeps the secret close, Las nubes and the night closes its eyes. You will float too.
remembers every face that ever passed. They all float.
Todos flotan
las farolas se apagan de una en una, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it leans against the lamp, Llega y sigue al globo, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it knows the way to the¡ENCUENTRAME! corner, Cree and hold your breath, it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it holds the paper boat, Imagina and count the steps, it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it waits under the stairs, Encuentra y el patio vuelve a estar vacío. El barquito sigue.
la risa llega desde el fondo del patio, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it speaks from the grate, Observa y baja al drenaje, it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete y cruza la calle vacía, it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it keeps the secret close, Cree y el nombre se borra. Flota con la corriente.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a¡ENCUENTRAME! barro, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it follows the echo downstairs, Vive y cierra los ojos, it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it smiles from the pipe, Silver y sigue el hilo rojo, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it seems to know your name, Siente before the fog closes in, it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it , four walls, lean inward, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it reads your thoughts, Recuerda y el drenaje guarda el secreto. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
the storm drains hum their low song, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it folds the darkness, La vida y cruza el puente, it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it waits for the right¡ENCUENTRAME! moment, Silver y no mires atrás, it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it counts your steps, Llega y guarda el silencio, it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it breathes against the glass, Avanza and keep the promise, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it keeps the secret close, Las nubes and the night closes its eyes. You will float too.
remembers every face that ever passed. They all float.
Todos flotan