Tocala, tocala
Cantores de Hispalis
Touch it, touch it
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
Touch it, touch it, touch it with a lot of sound
Play guitar, play stick
Play the flute, play the drum
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
With Sevillanas, dance gypsy with that Spanish spirit
The Spanish guitar goes, the guitar goes
Courtship of castanets
Touch it, touch it, the bagpipe sounds
Touch it, touch it, Galicia dances
With my Asturias very well planted
On the shore of its seas, the old wine presses play to dance
Touch it, touch it, guitars sound
Touch it, touch it, Navarra dances
How happy it plays its drum
Run, the bull is coming and you have to be alert, Long live San Fermín!
When Spain starts to dance
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
The commotion forms and my happiness is fine cinnamon
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
With Sevillanas, dance gypsy with that Spanish spirit
Goes with mantilla and comb, goes, with mantilla goes
Or with her train
Touch it, touch it on Candlemas
Touch it, touch it seven Canaries
And a fodía to dream
Five Balearic girls, flowers and polka dots in the middle of the sea
Touch it, touch it, beautiful black woman
Touch it, touch it, blessed glory
And the Pilar has jota water
Where the Aragonese drink the beauty and the gift of dancing
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
When Spain starts to dance
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, olé
The commotion forms and my happiness is fine cinnamon
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
With Sevillanas, dance gypsy with that Spanish spirit
Goes with art in her hands, goes, with art goes
In her feet and in her gestures
Touch it, touch it, the band is coming
Touch it, touch it, what a party
Valencia dances with its ninots
And among Moors and Christians
The Huertanos dance with my rich sound
Touch it, touch it, dance sardana
Touch it, touch it, my Catalan
Forming the circle of friendship
And among Manchego windmills
The peasants dance, let the beat go on
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
When Spain starts to dance
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, olé
The commotion forms and my happiness is fine cinnamon
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
With Sevillanas, dance gypsy with that Spanish spirit
Goes with her grace and charm, goes, with her grace goes
With her enchanted beauty
Touch it, touch it for seguiriya
Touch it, touch it, Castilla dances
With a good lad who is from León
How the bullfighters fight, salt and salt from Spain, and olé
Touch it, touch it with your beauty
Touch it, touch it, my Extremadura
You are a neighbor of my courtyard
Called Andalusia, long live joy let's dance
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
When Spain starts to dance
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, olé
The commotion forms and my happiness is fine cinnamon
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
Touch it, touch it, touch it with a lot of sound
Play guitar, play stick
Play the flute, play the drum
Touch it, touch it, touch it, clap your hands
With Sevillanas, dance gypsy with that Spanish spirit
