A Bruxa
Demétrius
The Witch
Old scary, with a knife in hand,
Flying seated, on the big broom,
Look at the Witch, look at the witch,
The old lady wants to catch children,
To make soap.
Flying low, I got scared,
She passed close, I even screamed,
Look at the Witch, look at the witch,
The old lady wants to catch children,
To make soap.
She's piloting her big broom,
If I don't dodge, I'll end up in the cauldron,
Look at the Witch, look at the witch,
The old lady wants to catch children,
To make soap.
Her mouth was wide open,
And in her mouth, she had only one tooth,
Five meters tall,
She had a knot on her neck,
Warn the police, warn Mané,
Warn the kids, to run away.
Look at the Witch, look at the witch,
The old lady wants to catch children,
To make soap.
Her mouth was wide open,
And in her mouth, she had only one tooth,
Five meters tall,
She had a knot on her neck,
Warn the police, warn Mané,
Warn the kids, to run away.
Look at the Witch, look at the witch,
The old lady wants to catch children,
To make soap...
