El Brujo
Cri-Cri
The Sorcerer
Don perfidio, evil-hearted
High-class sorcerer
Like those of his kind
He is wicked, low, and vile
In the shadows of the night
Lit with a lantern
He usually squanders
His magical power
A big hairy tarantula
Is the one that helps him cast spells
He stirs some powders
Of something infernal
In the lantern
Releasing it
With his long nails
He grabs a naughty girl
And when he exclaims
'Chisgaviris!'
Beards sprout on her face
Don perfidio, evil-hearted
Satan's big buddy
He's a wizard who delights
In bewitching others
When it comes to black magic
He's a great expert
And also in green magic
Or any other color
He has little devils with tiny horns
Few but quite devilish
He prepares a supernatural ointment
In the lantern
Twisting it
As if it were a pastry
He grabs a naughty boy
And when he exclaims
'Jumentufuch!'
He turns him into a donkey
