A Bruxinha
A Turma do Balão Mágico
The Little Witch
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Who said witches are ugly
With crooked noses and all
Doesn't know that on full moons
They change their appearance
And wear shirts and socks
They find on my clothesline
Then they sing like sirens
Make a party, joy for all
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
The two of us up there alone
Sweeping the stars from the sky
Down here our little friends
Making a big fuss
The birds leave their nests
Bees take a break from the honey
And so all the little animals sing
Hooray for the witch with cape and hat
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
Oh pretty little witch
With the broom made of grass
Carry me to the spaces
Open your arms just for me
