Brujería

No one can speak seriously about something like that
No one can swallow that nonsense
Crucifix, red ribbon, string of garlic no one can...

I met her one summer
in a village, a house
very close to the sea
we got lost in the night
our arms, in the kisses

and she said Witchcraft...I did Witchcraft
I pricked your doll
I told myself, that doesn't alarm me
and now I can't forget her

I realized right away
that none of this would be
difficult to approach
I don't believe in miracles
but let's see if today happens
a night like that one where I stumbled upon her,
by the seashore
I lit candles, red cloths, crucifix, string of garlic

and then Witchcraft, I did Witchcraft
I pricked her doll
and said I want to forget her and now I can't
Witchcraft...I did Witchcraft
I pricked her doll,
and shouted I want to forget her
and now I can't resurrect her