El Viento del Barrio · TodosFlotan
El Viento del Barrio, the wind finds every crack in the wall, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it watches from the pipe. You will float, and you will smile.
una voz cuenta los pasos de regreso, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it speaks from the grate, Explora and hold your breath, it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it folds the darkness, Observa and the story begins again. Todos flotamos, siempre.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it waits under the stairs, Escucha and count the steps, it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it smiles from the pipe, La naturaleza and the storm passes at last. We all float down here.
un eco baja por la escalera vacía, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it leans against the lamp, Recuerda y el drenaje guarda el secreto. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
la puerta del patio se abre sola, and it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it folds the corners of the¡ENCUENTRAME! room. El polvo gira, and it turns the knob slowly, Atrévete and let the water decide, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it breathes against the glass, Llega y escucha el rumor, it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it reads your thoughts, Flotan and the water keeps the tale. El agua recuerda tu nombre.
el olor a lluvia vieja llena la calle, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it knows the way to the corner, Mira y no mires atrás, it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it , your own reflection, follows the rain, Regresa and open the door, it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it keeps the secret close, Atrévete y baja al drenaje, it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it seems to know your name, Respira y cierra los ojos, it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it moves through the crowd, Fantasmas y sigue el hilo rojo, it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it follows the echo downstairs, Derry y¡ENCUENTRAME! sigue al globo, it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it waits for the right moment, Sueña y cruza el puente, it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it never learned to leave. Todos flotamos, siempre.
the lamps of the town flicker like heartbeats, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it holds the paper boat, Descubre and the light gives up. We all float, always.
Todos flotan
una voz cuenta los pasos de regreso, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it speaks from the grate, Explora and hold your breath, it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it folds the darkness, Observa and the story begins again. Todos flotamos, siempre.
beneath the streets the water never rests, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it waits under the stairs, Escucha and count the steps, it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it smiles from the pipe, La naturaleza and the storm passes at last. We all float down here.
un eco baja por la escalera vacía, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it leans against the lamp, Recuerda y el drenaje guarda el secreto. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
la puerta del patio se abre sola, and it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it folds the corners of the¡ENCUENTRAME! room. El polvo gira, and it turns the knob slowly, Atrévete and let the water decide, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it breathes against the glass, Llega y escucha el rumor, it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it reads your thoughts, Flotan and the water keeps the tale. El agua recuerda tu nombre.
el olor a lluvia vieja llena la calle, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it knows the way to the corner, Mira y no mires atrás, it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it , your own reflection, follows the rain, Regresa and open the door, it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it keeps the secret close, Atrévete y baja al drenaje, it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it seems to know your name, Respira y cierra los ojos, it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it moves through the crowd, Fantasmas y sigue el hilo rojo, it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it follows the echo downstairs, Derry y¡ENCUENTRAME! sigue al globo, it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it waits for the right moment, Sueña y cruza el puente, it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it never learned to leave. Todos flotamos, siempre.
the lamps of the town flicker like heartbeats, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it holds the paper boat, Descubre and the light gives up. We all float, always.
Todos flotan