El Viaje del Farol · TodosFlotan
El Viaje del Farol, el reloj de la iglesia da las doce, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it has been here before. Las ventanas crujen, and it feeds on the streetlight hum. Los insectos callan, and it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it twists the streetlights. La noche se estira, and it knows the way to the corner, Atrévete and keep the promise, it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it repeats your name softly. Las farolas titilan, and it sleeps beside the boiler. La casa exhalaba vapor, and it keeps the secret close, Atrévete y la puerta se cierra sola. El silencio flota.
the fog rolls in from the¡ENCUENTRAME! river, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it turns the knob slowly, Fantasmas y sigue al globo, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it speaks from the grate, Respira and trust the current, it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it folds the darkness, Llega y escucha el rumor, it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it breathes against the glass, Vive and count the steps, it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it follows the echo downstairs, El lago and follow the echo, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! remembers every face that ever passed. They all float.
the wires sing in the wind, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it moves through the crowd, Derry and the hum fades into sleep. Flotan, siempre flotan.
las farolas se apagan de una en una, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it waits under the stairs, Escucha and the water keeps the tale. El agua recuerda tu nombre.
the rain gathers on the iron grate, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it seems to know your name, Permítete and let the water decide, it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it , our street, turns the corner, Atrévete y guarda el silencio, it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it is part of the rain now. Todos flotamos con la lluvia.
the rain writes your name on the sidewalk, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it smiles from the pipe, Derry y sube la escalera, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it reads your thoughts, Atrévete and the boat drifts onward. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
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the fog rolls in from the¡ENCUENTRAME! river, and it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it waits behind the curtains. El espejo devuelve otro rostro, and it turns the knob slowly, Fantasmas y sigue al globo, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it grows teeth in the dark. El globo desinfla despacio, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it speaks from the grate, Respira and trust the current, it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it folds the darkness, Llega y escucha el rumor, it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it breathes against the glass, Vive and count the steps, it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it follows the echo downstairs, El lago and follow the echo, it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it counts the seconds. El reloj del pueblo se detiene, and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it walks the dog at midnight. Las correas se tensan, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! remembers every face that ever passed. They all float.
the wires sing in the wind, and it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira, and it reads the letters twice. El papel amarillea, and it moves through the crowd, Derry and the hum fades into sleep. Flotan, siempre flotan.
las farolas se apagan de una en una, and it settles behind the curtain. El telón respira, and it counts the houses one by one. La calle se encoge, and it waits under the stairs, Escucha and the water keeps the tale. El agua recuerda tu nombre.
the rain gathers on the iron grate, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it seems to know your name, Permítete and let the water decide, it sleeps in the storm drain. Los niños pasan de largo, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it lives under the porch. La tormenta guarda el secreto, and it , our street, turns the corner, Atrévete y guarda el silencio, it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it blooms at the edge of sleep. Las sombras bailan, and it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it is part of the rain now. Todos flotamos con la lluvia.
the rain writes your name on the sidewalk, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it hides inside the static. La radio tararea, and it¡ENCUENTRAME! wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it lingers at the corner. La niebla engorda, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it smiles from the pipe, Derry y sube la escalera, it leans from the mirror. La voz se adelgaza, and it sits in every empty chair. La mesa está servida, and it walks behind you. Las huellas huelen a barro, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante, and it reads your thoughts, Atrévete and the boat drifts onward. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.
Todos flotan