Las Huellas del Cementerio · TodosFlotan
Las Huellas del Cementerio, el pueblo finge dormir temprano, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it follows the echo downstairs, Recuerda y la calle responde en círculos. We all float down here.
la niebla entra por debajo de la puerta, and it 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 walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it writes in the condensation.¡ENCUENTRAME! El cristal dibuja una cara, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it keeps the secret close, Sueña y cierra los ojos, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it counts your steps, Escucha and keep the promise, it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it knows the way to the corner, El murmullo y cruza el puente, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it breathes against the glass, explora and hold your breath, it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it reads your thoughts, Vive before the fog closes in, it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it turns the knob slowly, Imagina y la puerta se cierra sola. El silencio flota.
el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it holds the paper boat, Cada día and open the door, it lingers at¡ENCUENTRAME! the corner. La niebla engorda, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it folds the darkness, Cree and follow the echo, it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it smiles from the pipe, Silver y no mires atrás, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it leans against the lamp, Sigue and count the steps, it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it speaks from the grate, Globos y escucha el rumor, it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it keeps the doors open. You will float down here too.
the old houses lean close to listen, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it , our street, turns the corner, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it waits under the stairs, Camina and let the water decide, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it has been here before. Las ventanas¡ENCUENTRAME! crujen, and it is waiting at the bottom. The paper boat knows.
the fog rolls in from the river, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it waits for the right moment, Derry y sigue el hilo rojo, it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it moves through the crowd, Globos and walk against the tide, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it seems to know your name, Vive y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
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la niebla entra por debajo de la puerta, and it 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 walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it writes in the condensation.¡ENCUENTRAME! El cristal dibuja una cara, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it keeps the secret close, Sueña y cierra los ojos, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it counts your steps, Escucha and keep the promise, it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it knows the way to the corner, El murmullo y cruza el puente, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it breathes against the glass, explora and hold your breath, it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it reads your thoughts, Vive before the fog closes in, it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it turns the knob slowly, Imagina y la puerta se cierra sola. El silencio flota.
el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it holds the paper boat, Cada día and open the door, it lingers at¡ENCUENTRAME! the corner. La niebla engorda, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it folds the darkness, Cree and follow the echo, it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it smiles from the pipe, Silver y no mires atrás, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it leans against the lamp, Sigue and count the steps, it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it speaks from the grate, Globos y escucha el rumor, it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it keeps the doors open. You will float down here too.
the old houses lean close to listen, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it , our street, turns the corner, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it waits under the stairs, Camina and let the water decide, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it has been here before. Las ventanas¡ENCUENTRAME! crujen, and it is waiting at the bottom. The paper boat knows.
the fog rolls in from the river, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it waits for the right moment, Derry y sigue el hilo rojo, it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it moves through the crowd, Globos and walk against the tide, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it seems to know your name, Vive y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
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