La Bruja
Jenny And The Mexicats
The Witch
Oh, how beautiful it is to fly
At 11 o'clock at night
At 11 o'clock at night
Oh, how beautiful it is to fly
To rise, to let oneself fall
Into the arms of a soldier
Into the arms of a soldier
I almost want to cry
The witch grabs me, takes me to her house
Turns me into a flowerpot and a pumpkin
The witch grabs me, takes me to the little hill
Turns me into a flowerpot and a little squash
And tell me, tell me, tell me
How many little creatures have you sucked yesterday?
None, none, none, I don't know
I am aiming to suck you
Oh, how beautiful it is to fly
At two in the morning
At two in the morning
Oh, how beautiful it is to fly, oh mama
To fly and let oneself fall into the arms of my beloved
Into the arms of my beloved, oh how beautiful it is to fly
Oh, the witch grabs me, takes me to her house
Turns me into a flowerpot and a pumpkin
The witch grabs me, takes me to the little hill
Turns me into a flowerpot and a little squash
And tell me, tell me, tell me
How many little creatures have you sucked?
None, none, none, I don't know
I am aiming to suck you
And tell me, tell me, tell me
How many little creatures have you sucked?
None, none, none, I don't know
I am aiming
To suck you
