Текст и перевод песни Jon Secada - El Tamborilero

El Tamborilero

El camino que lleva a Belen
Baja hasta el valle que la nieve cubrio
Los pastorcillos quieren ver a su rey
Le traen regalos en su humilde surron
Al redentor, al redentor
Yo quisiera poner a tus pies
Algun presente que te agrade señor
Mas tu ya sabes que soy pobre tambien
Y no poseo mas que un viejo tambor
Rompompompo,
Rompompompom
En tu honor frente al portal tocare
Con mi tambor
Oh ou
(Ay, ay, ay)
El camino que lleva a Belen
Voy marcando con mi viejo tambor
Nada hay mejor que yo pueda ofrecer
Su ronco acento es un canto de amor
Al redentor, al redentor
Cuando Dios me vio tocando ante el...
Me sonrio

The Little Drummer Boy

The road to Bethlehem winds up and down
Across the valley where the snow lies down
The shepherds tend their sheep on every hill
They search for one fair child, their Prince of Peace
To the new born King, to the new born King
I would give you my love if I could
But my gifts are humble, my love is true
I have no gold to give to thee
But I have a drum, old and true
Parumpapum,
Parumpapum
Parumpapum, pum pum
I will play my drum for you
Oh oh
(Ay, ay, ay)
The road to Bethlehem winds up and down
I follow the star to the manger's town
Nothing else can offer you
But my love and my drum, so true
To the new born King, to the new born King
When God saw the child playing in the field
He smiled