Niña Hechicera

To those who wonder
And to those who ask you
If I still have firewood for your bonfire
Tell them a little, don't tell everything, witch girl

Tell them you are the rope
The string that makes my top dance
And today I ask you to forgive me
Yes, excited, I break the silence

Nothing better than the compass
From your hip
Not more beautiful than your valleys and your volcanoes
Sorceress Girl

Nothing better than the swing
Of our bodies
And you don't have to tell them everything
Lest they fall dead from envy

To those who wonder
And to those who ask you
How did you do it, what witchcraft?
Let them see your eyes, let them see your soul, my love

I will let them peek out
To the great love that I feel for you
And I ask you to forgive me
Yes, in love, I tell the world

Nothing better than the compass
From your hip
Not more beautiful than your valleys and your volcanoes
Sorceress Girl

Nothing better than the swing
Of our bodies
And you don't have to tell them everything
Lest they fall dead from envy

No, you don't have to tell them everything
Lest they fall dead from envy

To those who wonder