Lyrics of El Tamborilero - Raphael

El Tamborilero (original)

El camino que lleva a Belén
Baja hasta el valle que la nieve cubrió
Los pastorcillos quieren ver a su Rey,
Le traen regalos en su humilde zurrón
Al Redentor, al Redentor.
Ha nacido en un portal de Belén el Niño Dios.
Yo quisiera poner a tus pies,
Algún presente que te agrade, Señor.
Más, Tú ya sabes que soy pobre también,
Y no poseo más que un viejo tambor,
Viejo tambor, viejo tambor.
En tu honor frente al portal tocaré,
Con mi tambor.
El camino que lleva a Belén,
Yo voy marcando con mi viejo tambor.
Nada mejor hay que yo pueda ofrecer,
Su ronco acento es un canto de amor,
Al Redentor, al Redentor.
Cuando Dios me vió tocando ante El,
Me sonrió.

(translation)

The road that leads to Bethlehem
Go down to the valley that the snow covered
The little shepherds want to see their King,
They bring him gifts in his humble bag
To the Redeemer, to the Redeemer.
He was born in a portal of Bethlehem the Child God.
I would like to put at your feet,
Some present that pleases you, Lord.
Plus, you already know that I'm poor too,
And I own nothing but an old drum,
Old drum, old drum.
In your honor in front of the portal I will play,
With my drum.
The road that leads to Bethlehem,
I go marking with my old drum.
There is nothing better that I can offer,
His hoarse accent is a love song,
To the Redeemer, to the Redeemer.
When God saw me playing before Him,
He smiled at me.