Conxuro d'a queimada

Owls, bats, toads and witches
Demons, drinks and devils
Spirits of the foggy meadows
Ravens, salamanders and witches
Spells of the mandrake roots
Rotten pierced canes
Home of the greens and beasts
Fire of the holy companies
Evil eye, black witchcraft
Smell of the dead, thunders and lightning
Howl of the dog, pregon of death
Snout of the satyr and foot of the rabbit
Sinful tongue of the bad woman
Married to a handsome man
Listen, listen! The roars
That those who cannot
Stop burning in the burning spirit
Thus being purified
And when this brew
Goes down our throats
We will be free from the evils
Of our soul and all witchcraft
Forces of air, earth, sea and fire
To you I make this call
If it is true that you have more power
Than human beings
Listen and now deal with the spirits
Of the friends who are outside
Participate with us in this queimada.