Palillos y Panderos

Whose little house is this
With windows and a balcony?
Could it belong to my uncle Joaquín,
The best of the best?

And if he’s not here, by chance,
His buddy, the joker, will join us.

With drums, sticks, and tambourines,
Joy, that God has been born.
In a world of good gypsies,
They’ll sing, they’ll dance (come on!)
With drums, sticks, and tambourines.

The virgin walks along,
Walking all alone,
And she has no company
But the child holding her hand.

And if she’s not here, by chance,
Her dear mother will join us.

With drums, sticks, and tambourines,
Joy, that God has been born.
In a world of good gypsies,
They’ll sing, they’ll dance (ole!)
With drums, sticks, and tambourines.

We’ve come this far (ole!)
400 in a crew.
If you want us to sing,
Bring out 400 chairs (let’s go!)
And if he’s not here, by chance,
Joaquín, the joker, will join us.

With drums, sticks, and tambourines,
Joy, that God has been born (ole!)
In a world of good gypsies,
They’ll sing, they’ll dance.
With drums, sticks, and tambourines.

The virgin made a stew (so good!, so good!)
And forgot the tomato,
And Saint Joseph said,
If I taste it, may it kill me.

And if he’s not here, by chance,
Joaquín, the joker, will join us.

With drums, sticks, and tambourines,
Joy, that God has been born.
In a world of good gypsies,
They’ll sing, they’ll dance.
With drums, sticks, and tambourines.

With drums, sticks, and tambourines,
Joy, that God has been born.
In a world of good gypsies,
They’ll sing, they’ll dance.
With drums, sticks, and tambourines.