El Tambor de La Alegría (Tamborito Panameño)

Panamanian, Panamanian,
Panamanian of my life,
I want you to take me
to the drum of joy.
On the one hand, a sea of mirrors,
on the other, mountains,
and breaking up the night
the drum of joy

Where is the quebracho forest,
panama and spice shop,
stab with passion
the drum of joy
Whistling ambusher,
bait of sorcery,
midnight wink,
Panamanian idolatry

The stumps are mahogany
and the vendable skin,
and crazier with every turn
the drum of joy

Panting like chest
that the mountains would rise.
And the night that melts
the drum of joy!

We go where you want us,
that was where you wanted us,
muffled hair,
drum of joy

Dance of the red people,
panamería fever,
let's go like someone who remembers
to the drum of joy

Like the child in the dream
he would find his mother,
let's go to red milk
of the drum of joy

Pirate sea, Phoenician sea
robbed us of paganism,
and robs us from the thief
the drum of joy

Let's go down no path,
that the path would be left over,
for the lying and the panting
of the drum of joy!