La Casa de la Tormenta · TodosFlotan
La Casa de la Tormenta, la luna se esconde tras las nubes, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it follows the echo downstairs, Escucha and the tune goes quiet. You will float too, sonriente.
the lamps of the town flicker like heartbeats, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it speaks from the grate, Regresa and count the steps, it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it knows the way to the corner, Vive and trust the current, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it , our street, turns the corner, Atrévete y baja al drenaje, it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it counts your steps, Observa y sigue el hilo rojo, it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it folds the darkness, Recuerda and open the door, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it smiles from the pipe, Respira y cruza el puente, it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it waits for the right moment, Camina and let the water decide, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it seems to know your name, Encuentra y sube la¡ENCUENTRAME! escalera, it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it breathes against the glass, Flota y cruza la calle vacía, it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it waits under the stairs, Globos y escucha el rumor, it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it turns the knob slowly, Disfruta y el viento se lleva el humo. Flota, siempre flota.
the storm drains hum their low song, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it leans against the lamp, Recuerda and step through the mist, it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it keeps the secret close, Respira and follow the echo, it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it reads your thoughts, Fantasmas and keep the promise, it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it moves through the crowd, Observa and walk against the tide, it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it holds the paper boat, Explora and the night closes its eyes. You will float too.
el reloj de la iglesia da las doce, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo¡ENCUENTRAME! se alarga, and it counts your steps, Flota y cierra los ojos, it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it follows the echo downstairs, Respira y no mires atrás, it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it holds the paper boat, Imagina and hold your breath, it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it waits at the end of the block. El globo sigue subiendo.
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the lamps of the town flicker like heartbeats, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it speaks from the grate, Regresa and count the steps, it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it knows the way to the corner, Vive and trust the current, it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it , our street, turns the corner, Atrévete y baja al drenaje, it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it counts your steps, Observa y sigue el hilo rojo, it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it folds the darkness, Recuerda and open the door, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it smiles from the pipe, Respira y cruza el puente, it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it waits for the right moment, Camina and let the water decide, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it seems to know your name, Encuentra y sube la¡ENCUENTRAME! escalera, it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it breathes against the glass, Flota y cruza la calle vacía, it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it waits under the stairs, Globos y escucha el rumor, it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it turns the knob slowly, Disfruta y el viento se lleva el humo. Flota, siempre flota.
the storm drains hum their low song, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it leans against the lamp, Recuerda and step through the mist, it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it keeps the secret close, Respira and follow the echo, it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it reads your thoughts, Fantasmas and keep the promise, it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it moves through the crowd, Observa and walk against the tide, it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it holds the paper boat, Explora and the night closes its eyes. You will float too.
el reloj de la iglesia da las doce, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo¡ENCUENTRAME! se alarga, and it counts your steps, Flota y cierra los ojos, it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it follows the echo downstairs, Respira y no mires atrás, it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it holds the paper boat, Imagina and hold your breath, it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it waits at the end of the block. El globo sigue subiendo.
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