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)