Silueta en el Vidrio

[Verse 1]
The market's hum, a low C minor drone,
Then a whisper in the crowd, calling my name, stone by stone.
My city, a familiar scaffolding against the dawn,
But this new gaze, a tremor, now my old walls are gone.
A sudden recognition, a window to a future vast,
The quiet echo of a name that's finally cast.

[Chorus]
Silueta en el vidrio, a dream I didn't frame,
This urban blueprint shifted, nothing feels the same.
A bittersweet ache, a plaza holding my new name,
The silent strength of matriarchs now fueling this flame.

[Verse 2]
I walked these cobbled calles, just another shadow deep,
Now their eyes are searching, for secrets I used to keep.
Mi abuela's proverbs echo, a foundation strong and old,
This tower I'm constructing, in a story yet untold.
The scent of café tinto, rain on concrete, sharp and keen,
A new facade unveiled, a different kind of scene.

[Bridge]
The city's heartbeat, a cumbia drum that never sleeps,
A truth I'm chiseling out, from every promise that it keeps.
This public mirror shows me, a path I can't undo,
An ancient echo ringing, something fiercely new.

[Outro]
The dream takes form, a whisper in the stone,
And in that echo, I am truly known.