Gitanillo, gypsy, will make me sound the palms
I want my key to sound for your guitar
Gitanillo, gypsy, bring me your Andalusia
the brown and brave singing that tears
Something wonderful started
when your salt shaker was made with me
Sevilla and Cádiz mixed with rivers of cane
and my music was dyed with your best wine
Gitanillo, gypsy, will make me sound the palms
I want my key to sound for your guitar
Gitanillo, gypsy, bring me your Andalusia
the brown and brave singing that tears
It sounds, my piano sounds like
to the guitar that you carry inside
and flamenco, which comes from the hot sun
Andalusian that is shelled on your hands
Gitanillo, gypsy, will make me sound the palms
I want my key to sound for your guitar
Gitanillo, gypsy, bring me your Andalusia
the brown and brave singing that tears
(Sound, palms sound)
(sound, sound)
(sound the timbale, the timbalero)
(Let the palms sound, gentleman)
This rhythm that I sing
who cradled me in my West Indian land
today it is mixed olive and rum
and the flavor I put it with my cuban, Cuban voice
(Sound, palms sound)
(sound, sound)
(sound the timbale, the timbalero)
(Let the palms sound, gentleman)
But come, come, come,
come the palms, come the keys
I want this tasty rhythm
oh, never, never, never finish
(Sound, palms sound)
(sound, sound)
(sound the timbale, the timbalero)
(Let the palms sound, gentleman)
Dance hard, hit the leather
come rumbero, give me flavor
so that this rumba never stops
because I enjoy it much better
(Sound, palms sound)
(sound, sound)
(sound the timbale, the timbalero)
(Let the palms sound, gentleman)
I like this tasty mixture
ay, of sevillian and cuban music
Oh, touch me the palms of the palm trees
sound the kettledrum of the timbalero
If I could, I would take
to the Giralda for Havana
Oh, touch me the palms of the palm trees
sound the kettledrum of the timbalero
Hey, how delicious the cane sugar
Oh, how delicious the wine of the vineyard
Oh, touch me the palms of the palm trees
sound the kettledrum of the timbalero
In the Mediterranean I was not born
but I want a little house near there
Oh, touch me the palms of the palm trees
sound the kettledrum of the timbalero
Only among all we can make this a better place :)