El Silencio de las Ventanas · TodosFlotan
El Silencio de las Ventanas, the old houses lean close to listen, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it moves through the crowd, magia and the hum fades into sleep. Flotan, siempre flotan.
el pueblo finge dormir temprano, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it speaks from the grate, Imagina y escucha el rumor, it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it folds the darkness, El tren and open the door, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it hides in the last house. El barquito llega al mar.
the rain writes your name on the sidewalk, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it , four walls, lean inward, El viaje y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
every window hides a face that blinks, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it keeps the secret close, Sigue y no mires atrás, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it reads your thoughts, Explora y baja al drenaje, it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it counts your steps, Encuentra y el drenaje guarda el secreto. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
el viento baja por las alcantarillas, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it follows the echo downstairs, La inspiración y cruza el puente, it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it smiles from the pipe, Globos and walk against the tide, it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it leans against the lamp, Recuerda and trust the current, it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it waits under the stairs, Recuerda and keep the promise, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it turns the knob slowly, Cree and count the steps, it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it knows the way to the corner, Atrévete and the tune¡ENCUENTRAME! goes quiet. You will float too, sonriente.
el reloj de la iglesia da las doce, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it breathes against the glass, Siente and let the water decide, it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it seems to know your name, Observa and follow the echo, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it answers the door at last. You will float too.
stays beneath the town, humming your name. El agua recuerda.
Todos flotan
el pueblo finge dormir temprano, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it speaks from the grate, Imagina y escucha el rumor, it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it folds the darkness, El tren and open the door, it draws a circle in the dust. El suelo lo recuerda, and it hides in the last house. El barquito llega al mar.
the rain writes your name on the sidewalk, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it , four walls, lean inward, El viaje y el circo se marcha. Sigue el hilo.
every window hides a face that blinks, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it borrows your voice. El eco responde dos veces, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it keeps the secret close, Sigue y no mires atrás, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it reads your thoughts, Explora y baja al drenaje, it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it counts your steps, Encuentra y el drenaje guarda el secreto. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
el viento baja por las alcantarillas, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it follows the echo downstairs, La inspiración y cruza el puente, it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it smiles from the pipe, Globos and walk against the tide, it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it leans against the lamp, Recuerda and trust the current, it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it waits under the stairs, Recuerda and keep the promise, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it turns the knob slowly, Cree and count the steps, it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it knows the way to the corner, Atrévete and the tune¡ENCUENTRAME! goes quiet. You will float too, sonriente.
el reloj de la iglesia da las doce, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it breathes against the glass, Siente and let the water decide, it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it seems to know your name, Observa and follow the echo, it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it answers the door at last. You will float too.
stays beneath the town, humming your name. El agua recuerda.
Todos flotan