Escondido de Los Bombos
Los Hermanos Simon
Hidden from the Drums
The winds of memory
Make us listen
To a Santiago drum
With a deep sound
Emerging from the shadows
Of yesterday
They ignite the nostalgia
Of a time that has passed
My drumming heart
Beating excitedly
And recording its beat
Carnival entertainer
Gives the most beautiful chacareras
To dance
Drum of yesterday
Where will you be?
My heart misses you
And wants to play
The lord of the rezabaile walked with San Gil
He strolled with San Esteban and on the way to Mailín
Hanging halfway back, he arrived at the party
With a voice from Salamanca, he cheered up the countryman
Mixed with the singing brother of the malambo, he accompanied his dance
With the sign of joy and sorrow, he left with the trenches never to return
Drum of yesterday, where will you be?
My heart misses you and wants to play
