Nuevas Pisadas

[Verse 1]
These new soles hit old blocks, a different kind of sound,
Every echo in these alleys, says 'Queen, you're on hallowed ground'.
The scent of café on the corner, feels like a memory's stone,
But the view from up here's wider, a truth I've carved alone.

[Chorus]
Old barrio, new vision, this ain't no casual stroll,
I'm a tourist in my triumph, reclaiming my own role.
The concrete still whispers stories, but my narrative's untold,
Moving forward, no looking back, a future made of gold.

[Verse 2]
Used to trace my dreams on crumbling walls, now my name's a spire,
Watching Medellín unfurl, fueled by a different fire.
From narrow street-level views, to a skyline I command,
The weight of this new architecture, firmly in my hand.

[Bridge]
Every abuela's whisper built the steel in my spine,
Now their wisdom echoes loud, in every blueprint of mine.
This pavement remembers struggle, now it knows my stride,
A defiant joy, an open window, with nothing left to hide.

[Outro]
New shoes on the asphalt, the city's pulse aligns,
Ignis Verse, the architect, where new legend shines.