Punta Espada

[Intro — Wayuunaiki, spoken / restrained]

Anama'inreesü tüa.
Shiimainjeechi ma'in nümaka.
Eekaja'a tü sa'awaajünaka ma'in paala; wa'raajüin.
¿Kasa ma'in na'yataajaka anainpünaa waya?

[Verse 1]

Where the desert meets the water,
where the long road meets the sea,
a new urban project is taking shape,
a different future for La Guajira.

Not a city drawn for somewhere else,
not a plan that ends in ink,
investment, roads and new connections,
a region given room to grow and think.

[Pre-Chorus]

Mid twenty-four, the work is moving,
plans becoming lines and ground,
architects and engineers together,
turning drawings into town.

[Chorus]

**Punta Espada, a new jewel by the sea,
where the desert meets the blue,
Punta Espada, a promise taking shape,
with tomorrow and tradition coming through.**

[Verse 2]

Urbanists are shaping districts,
architects are working through the plans,
engineers are laying out the framework,
landscape growing where it can.

Some of it is still on paper,
some of it is already there,
teams arriving, teams in motion,
pieces gathering everywhere.

Not tomorrow, not a distant vision,
not a finished city yet,
but the first roads, the first foundations,
and a future not built yet.

[Pre-Chorus]

Mid twenty-four, the ground is changing,
step by step and place by place,
what began as someone's vision
is becoming something you can trace.

[Chorus]

**Punta Espada, a new jewel by the sea,
where the desert meets the blue,
Punta Espada, a promise taking shape,
with tomorrow and tradition coming through.**

[Bridge]

An airport on the airstrip,
a gateway looking out to sea,
a port along the Caribbean,
a resort where the coast can breathe.

Runways, roads and new connections,
rooms and gardens by the shore,
pieces of a larger picture,
and the promise asking for more.

[Break — stripped down]

A promise is easy to speak.
A city is harder to build.

[Final Chorus]

**Punta Espada, a new jewel by the sea,
where the desert meets the blue,
Punta Espada, a promise taking shape,
with tomorrow and tradition coming through.**

[Outro — Spanish, quiet / almost spoken]

Hicimos una promesa,
y la pensamos cumplir.

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[Intro — Wayuunaiki, spoken / restrained] Anama'inreesü tüa. Shiimainjeechi ma'in nümaka. Eekaja'a tü sa'awaajünaka ma'in paala; wa'raajüin. ¿Kasa ma'in na'yataajaka anainpünaa waya? [Verse 1] Where the desert meets the water, where the long road meets the sea, a new urban project is taking shape, a different future for La Guajira. Not a city drawn for somewhere else, not a plan that ends in ink, investment, roads and new connections, a region given room to grow and think. [Pre-Chorus] Mid twenty-four, the work is moving, plans becoming lines and ground, architects and engineers together, turning drawings into town. [Chorus] **Punta Espada, a new jewel by the sea, where the desert meets the blue, Punta Espada, a promise taking shape, with tomorrow and tradition coming through.** [Verse 2] Urbanists are shaping districts, architects are working through the plans, engineers are laying out the framework, landscape growing where it can. Some of it is still on paper, some of it is already there, teams arriving, teams in motion, pieces gathering everywhere. Not tomorrow, not a distant vision, not a finished city yet, but the first roads, the first foundations, and a future not built yet. [Pre-Chorus] Mid twenty-four, the ground is changing, step by step and place by place, what began as someone's vision is becoming something you can trace. [Chorus] **Punta Espada, a new jewel by the sea, where the desert meets the blue, Punta Espada, a promise taking shape, with tomorrow and tradition coming through.** [Bridge] An airport on the airstrip, a gateway looking out to sea, a port along the Caribbean, a resort where the coast can breathe. Runways, roads and new connections, rooms and gardens by the shore, pieces of a larger picture, and the promise asking for more. [Break — stripped down] A promise is easy to speak. A city is harder to build. [Final Chorus] **Punta Espada, a new jewel by the sea, where the desert meets the blue, Punta Espada, a promise taking shape, with tomorrow and tradition coming through.** [Outro — Spanish, quiet / almost spoken] Hicimos una promesa, y la pensamos cumplir.

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