La Bruja
Elliot Goldenthal Lyrics


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Ay que bonito es volar
A las dos de la mañana
A las dos de la mañana
Y ay que bonito es volar, ay mamá


Volar y dejarse caer
En los brazos de tu hermana
En los brazos de tu hermana
Y hasta quisiera llorar

Me agarra la bruja,
Me lleva al cuartel,
Me vuelve maceta,
Me da de comer

Me agarra la bruja,
Me lleva al cerrito,
Me sienta en sus piernas,
Me da de besitos.

Ay dígame, ay dígame, ay dígame usted!
¿Cuantas criaturitas se ha chupado usted?
Ninguna, ninguna, ninguna ¿no ve?
Que ando en pretensiones de chuparme a usted!

Y ahora sí maldita bruja
Ya te chupastes a mi hijo
Ya te chupastes a mi hijo
Y ahora sí maldita bruja

Y ahora le vas a chupar
Y a tu marido el ombligo
Y a tu marido el ombligo
Y ahora le vas a chupar

Me agarra la bruja,
Me lleva a su casa,
Me vuelve maceta,
Y una calabaza

Me agarra la bruja,
Me lleve al cerrito,
Me sienta en sus piernas,
Me da de besitos.

Ay dígame, ay dígame, ay dígame usted!
¿Cuantas criaturitas se ha chupado usted?




Ninguna, ninguna, ninguna ¿no ve?
Que ando en pretensiones de chuparme a usted!

Overall Meaning

The song La Bruja tells a story about a man's encounter with a witch who takes him on a strange journey. The opening lyrics express the beauty of flying at two in the morning and being caught in the arms of someone you trust, which sets up a peaceful mood. However, things take a turn as the man is captured by the witch and taken to her headquarters where he is turned into a "maceta" - a flowerpot - and fed. The witch continues to take the man on another journey where she sits him on her lap, kisses him, and asks how many "criaturitas" he has sucked. These lines can be interpreted to mean that the witch is taunting and teasing the man about sexual encounters. The song takes a final twist as the man accuses the witch of sucking his son and tells her that she will now suck her husband's belly button.


The lyrics of the song La Bruja are symbolic and use metaphors to present the story in a poetic way. The flying imagery can be interpreted as a dreamy sensation of surrendering to love or trust, while being captured by the witch is a metaphor for falling prey to sin, temptation, or viciousness. The phrase "me vuelve maceta" is a play on words that expresses the idea of losing one's will or identity, becoming a mere object under someone else's control. The entire song is infused with a sense of mystery, wonder, and perhaps even terror, as the man's encounter with the witch seems to be both fascinating and disturbing.


Line by Line Meaning

Ay que bonito es volar
Flying is beautiful


A las dos de la mañana
At two in the morning


A las dos de la mañana
At two in the morning


Y ay que bonito es volar, ay mamá
And it's oh so lovely to fly, oh mama


Volar y dejarse caer
To fly and let oneself fall


En los brazos de tu hermana
In the arms of your sister


En los brazos de tu hermana
In the arms of your sister


Y hasta quisiera llorar
And feel like crying


Me agarra la bruja,
The witch grabs me


Me lleva al cuartel,
She takes me to the barracks


Me vuelve maceta,
She turns me into a clay pot


Me da de comer
She feeds me


Me agarra la bruja,
The witch grabs me


Me lleva al cerrito,
She takes me to the hill


Me sienta en sus piernas,
She sits me on her lap


Me da de besitos.
She gives me little kisses


Ay dígame, ay dígame, ay dígame usted!
Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me!


¿Cuantas criaturitas se ha chupado usted?
How many little creatures have you sucked?


Ninguna, ninguna, ninguna ¿no ve?
None, none, none, can't you see?


Que ando en pretensiones de chuparme a usted!
That I am trying to suck you!


Y ahora sí maldita bruja
And now cursed witch


Ya te chupastes a mi hijo
You already sucked my son


Ya te chupastes a mi hijo
You already sucked my son


Y ahora sí maldita bruja
And now cursed witch


Y ahora le vas a chupar
And now you're going to suck


Y a tu marido el ombligo
Your husband's belly button


Y a tu marido el ombligo
Your husband's belly button


Y ahora le vas a chupar
And now you're going to suck


Me agarra la bruja,
The witch grabs me


Me lleva a su casa,
She takes me to her house


Me vuelve maceta,
She turns me into a clay pot


Y una calabaza
And a pumpkin


Me agarra la bruja,
The witch grabs me


Me lleve al cerrito,
She takes me to the hill


Me sienta en sus piernas,
She sits me on her lap


Me da de besitos.
She gives me little kisses


Ay dígame, ay dígame, ay dígame usted!
Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me!


¿Cuantas criaturitas se ha chupado usted?
How many little creatures have you sucked?


Ninguna, ninguna, ninguna ¿no ve?
None, none, none, can't you see?


Que ando en pretensiones de chuparme a usted!
That I am trying to suck you!




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Written by: BY LIBBY HARDING AND

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