La Bruja (Versión Cancionera)

Oh, how nice it is to fly at three in the morning
At three in the morning, oh, how nice it is to fly, oh, mama!
To fly and let myself fall into your songs, Mexican
Into your songs, Mexican, that I almost want to cry, oh, mama!

The witch grabs me, takes me to the hills
She looks at me, prays for me, fills me with flowers
The witch grabs me, takes me to her place
She hugs me, kisses me, sings to me in bed
Oh, tell me, tell me, oh, tell me, please
How many little ones have you taken away?
None, none, none, can't you see?
That I'm just trying to take you with me

I met a woman deep in the night
Deep in, deep in the night
I met a woman, oh, mama!
So I asked her if I could sing her some tunes
Sing to me, she said, be a love song singer, oh, mama!

Hide, Toña, hide, Lola
Here comes the witch, and she’ll take you to her room
Hide, Lupe, hide, Isabel
Here comes the witch looking for you too
Oh, tell me, tell me, oh, tell me, please
How many little ladies have you taken away?
None, none, none, none, can't you see?
That I'm just trying to take you with me

The witch grabs me, takes me to the hill
Lays me on the ground and stays with me
The witch grabs me, turns me into a rosebush
Becomes a little fire for my singing
The witch grabs me, lays me on the ground
Stays with me, gets lost with me
The witch grabs me, turns into a rosebush
Becomes a little fire for my singing.