Sortilegio

You are immune to my flattery
You repel all my passion
You don't listen to my heart
You treat me like trash
And in the horoscope they predict for me
A bad sentimental outlook
I see in the chocolate cup
You won't stop being garbage

Ready to try
This love potion
To have you now

I have no doubt
That it will work
Oh, oh, oh

Seven nails
Holy water
Tears from the virgin jungle

I have no doubt
That it will work
Oh, oh, oh

Urine
From a black toad
A stone from the street

I have no doubt that it will work
Oh, oh, oh

You will love me
With this elixir
I will tie you up
With this enchantment

I have no doubt
That it will work
Oh, oh, oh