El Bombo [Toquemen El Bombo] [English translation]

Touch my drum

touch my drum

to-to-touch my drum.

Touch my drum

touch my drum

to-to-touch my drum x2.

Let the music play, let the music advance, and dance

a lot

when I sing.

Feel the blow that I bring you

ever since the Pacific crashed.

You know, you know

when the loudspeaker stops sounding, the drum that fills me up

ah, it burns me and poisons me

the cherimoya* and the currulao **

this is reggae por mi people

who´s all up in arms.

Walking proudly, playing 8-ball

eating Sancocho soup *** at Pocho´s house,

I always feel relaxed

when this flow starts to play.

I, who was feeling sick, am better now.

Up there, my Africa, alive and kicking

this is my joy-filled heritage

Hah hah... cutupra, cutupra ****

witchcraft, h, elegua #, obatalá ##

Touch my drum, adjust the bongo drums

touch my... adjust.

There´s a bunde ### rhythm coming down round the corner

I´m not ready, and that makes me uneasy

my hands start moving of their own

and all my body aks loudly for yenyere ####

"Tell me, boy, how much money do I pay

'cause this year I´m coming up with a new caché

I feel the "ba-dum, ba-dum" and I´m feeling all unruly

because the drum is sounding, and it´s not

even pre-dawn.

Touch my drum

touch my drum

to-to-touch my drum.

Touch my drum

touch my drum

to-to-touch my drum x2

If you like the tune I bring, it´s because the drum´s playing

drum

sidwards, tighy, whichever way you want,

drum.

So it comes, so it goes, how come it says

drum

How it comes, how it goes, let the drum play

drum

this music that plays and is in your blood

drum

tune the beat just a wee little down

and let ir rip with the boom, boom.

Touch my drum

touch my drum

to-to-touch my drum.

Touch my drum

touch my drum

to-to-touch my drum x2

(The rest is just a repetition from the beginning)