Cigana Feiticeira
Os Bertussi
Witch Gypsy
Witch Gypsy
Witch Gypsy
Your spell caught me
The light of your eyes
Has a lot of fire and burned me
For the first time
That you read my hand
You left a bonfire
Inside my heart
Witch Gypsy
Witch, oh my God
I want, want, want
Your caresses
Just tell me
What I have to do
To become a gypsy
And live with you
