La bruja comelona

Which came to our ears from the grandson, the nephew, the cousin, of the person who lived with this other person, He said he'd seen Ana at least once in his life. This girl is so lucky, so lucky, who could tell us the story of the Witch Comenona. The night was falling, the bells were ringing, The wind blows and the cat is a little rusty. The moon looked like a huge cheese, And in the house the witch moved, He moved in his bed, couldn't sleep, His stomach was roaring, it was time to leave! Tomó su escoba y por el aire voló, "I was trying to fly, but I couldn't. I'm looking for a house that I found with children. A la casa de Ana muy sigilosa entered, and the house was very quiet. And a girl in the kitchen, dining, meeting her. The witch approaches, seeking her portion, The girl was shaking, oh, what a fear! The witch opened a drawer, a sack knife! The girl looked at him with her eyes, her knife! I'm going to take a nap. The girl asked, "Is the food not you?" The witch replied, "Yes, I ask you, but no!" I prefer this bread with butter, And the lady in the jam that this witch is cooking. And yes, muy satisfecha, a su escoba se montó, and I'm sure you'll be pleased. And the witch, very happy, said goodbye. The girl was with her knife. I'm going to go to the bathroom. The girl asked, "What's the food?" And the lady la mermelada, and despite that. And if you find that fabulous bread with butter, As you know, it's the charm of all witches. So that remember, when a witch comes to your house You're hungry, you can't think about it. Abran la panera, Abran el refrigerador, and the other two. I'll make you a bread and butter. And something with jam never, never goes wrong. - Bye, now.