El Niño Del Tambor

The road that leads to Bethlehem
Goes down to the valley that the snow covered
The little shepherds want to see their king
They bring him gifts in their humble bags

Ro, pón, pón, pón
Ro, pón, pón, pón
He is born in a stable in Bethlehem
The child God

I would like to put at your feet
Some present that pleases you, Lord
But you already know that I am also poor
And I have nothing more than an old drum

Ro, pón, pón, pón
Ro, pón, pón, pón

In your honor in front of the stable I will play
With my drum
With my drum

Ohh
Ohh

I will play for you
Ro, pón, pón, pón
Ro, pón, pón, pón

The road that leads to Bethlehem
I am marking with my old drum
There is nothing better that I can offer you
Its hoarse sound is a song of love

Ro, pón, pón, pón
Ro, pón, pón, pón
When God saw me play in front of him
He smiled
He smiled