A Bruxa Está Solta
Molejo
The Witch is Loose
Now it's too late, our love is over, I'm speaking seriously
You didn't know how to respect my jealousy, so it's over
You can curse me, humiliate me, I won't care
I already said I don't want war with you
When you come towards me, make sure you miss me
I said it wasn't a joke, you didn't believe
You joked around, laughed, told everyone
That I should suffer for your love (love)
It's no use coming to kneel before me
Banging your head to save your deity
Because they cast a serious spell to separate us
The witch is loose, oh, oh, oh
They released a spell, fú
Now it's no use coming to look for me
