Текст песни
To the song of the country that lives in you, to the song of the country that lives in you, the magic of your hand on the drum
his feet nearly touching the sand of the homeland
Playing the fence around somebodys yard, thinking of home and keeping tumbao on the hood of a car
La familia stares at the bay, this will be your town one day
His head in the sky, nino de las calles y la verdad, leading the band
His feet nearly touching the sand of the homeland, walking around in l.a
To the song of the country that lives in you, retumba aqui con alma y con sabor
Y al toque de campanas al sonar, leading the band
el ritmo de tu pueblo se siente aqui
To the song of the country that lives in you, and at the strike of bells as they ring
resonates here with soul and good feeling
the angels guard you from the sea
With a hubcap and a stick in his hand, child of the beach and the city Browne, la familia stares at the bay
the magic of your hand on the drum
People will know you one day, la familia stares at the bay
this will be your town one day
Three thousand miles away, child of the streets and of the truth, nino de la playa y la ciudad
al canto de la tierra que vive en ti la magia de tu mano en el tambor
His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand Jackson, the rhythm of your people is felt here
The rhythm of your people is felt here, leading the band Browne, child of the beach and the city
with a hubcap and a stick in his hand
Walking around in l.a, playing the fence around somebodys yard, los angeles te guardan desde el mar
The angels guard you from the sea, to the song of the country that lives in you Nino, leading the band
playing the fence around somebodys yard
His head in the sky, and at the strike of bells as they ring
His feet nearly touching the sand of the homeland, nino de la playa y la ciudad Jackson, people will know you one day
Child of the streets and of the truth, resonates here with soul and good feeling
Child of the beach and the city, retumba aqui con alma y con sabor, his feet nearly touching the sand
this will be your town one day
Retumba aqui con alma y con sabor, playing the fence around somebodys yard, the angels guard you from the sea
el ritmo de tu pueblo se siente aqui
child of the streets and of the truth
with a hubcap and a stick in his hand
His head in the sky, walking around in l.a Browne, to the song of the country that lives in you
In his own parade, resonates here with soul and good feeling
Theyre going to call you el rey, with a hubcap and a stick in his hand, and at the strike of bells as they ring
Child of the streets and of the truth, la familia stares at the bay, his head in the sky
just one more kid in l.a
with a hubcap and a stick in his hand
and at the strike of bells as they ring
resonates here with soul and good feeling
people will know you one day
Nino de la playa y la ciudad, el ritmo de tu pueblo se siente aqui
and at the strike of bells as they ring
and at the strike of bells as they ring
nino de las calles y la verdad
Leading the band, his head in the sky
Just one more kid in l.a, leading the band, la familia stares at the bay
Leading the band, y al toque de campanas al sonar
His head in the sky, in his own parade
resonates here with soul and good feeling
three thousand miles away
leading the band