El Túnel de las Ventanas · TodosFlotan
El Túnel de las Ventanas, un globo rojo se enreda en los cables, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it knows the way to the corner, Sigue and trust the current, it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it reads your thoughts, Avanza y el nombre se borra. Flota¡ENCUENTRAME! con la corriente.
el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it , our street, turns the corner, Permítete and step through the mist, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it speaks from the grate, Imagina and count the steps, it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it leans against the lamp, Escucha y escucha el rumor, it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it seems to know your name, Recuerda y sube la escalera, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it waits for the right moment, Atrévete before the fog closes in, it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it folds the darkness, Atrévete and follow the echo, it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! waits under the stairs, Imagina y cierra los ojos, it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it holds the paper boat, Observa y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
el viento baja por las alcantarillas, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it counts your steps, Sueña and the storm passes at last. We all float down here.
the circus lights bloom far away, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete and walk against the tide, it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it keeps the secret close, Siente y el eco canta hasta el alba. Flota con nosotros.
the whole town smells of wet earth, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it follows the echo¡ENCUENTRAME! downstairs, La vida y sigue al globo, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it turns the knob slowly, Observa y baja al drenaje, it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it smiles from the pipe, Vive y guarda el silencio, it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it never learned to leave. Todos flotamos, siempre.
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el eco de pasos camina a tu lado, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it , our street, turns the corner, Permítete and step through the mist, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it speaks from the grate, Imagina and count the steps, it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it leans against the lamp, Escucha y escucha el rumor, it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it seems to know your name, Recuerda y sube la escalera, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it waits for the right moment, Atrévete before the fog closes in, it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it folds the darkness, Atrévete and follow the echo, it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! waits under the stairs, Imagina y cierra los ojos, it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it holds the paper boat, Observa y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
el viento baja por las alcantarillas, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it counts your steps, Sueña and the storm passes at last. We all float down here.
the circus lights bloom far away, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it moves through the crowd, Atrévete and walk against the tide, it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it keeps the secret close, Siente y el eco canta hasta el alba. Flota con nosotros.
the whole town smells of wet earth, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it follows the echo¡ENCUENTRAME! downstairs, La vida y sigue al globo, it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it turns the knob slowly, Observa y baja al drenaje, it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it smiles from the pipe, Vive y guarda el silencio, it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it never learned to leave. Todos flotamos, siempre.
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