Translation of the song lyrics Brujeria - El Gran Combo

Brujeria (original)

Que me habrá hechao esa chica
Que me tiene arrebatao
Que me tiene medio loco
Que ya estoy enamorao
Quizás serán sus ojitos
O tal vez su caminao
O quizás esas cositas
Que en su casa, ella me a dao
Que tu me tienes temblando de noche y de día
Tu me hicistes brujería
Me quiere mandar pa’la tumba fría
Tu me hicistes brujería
Me hechastes un no sé qué en la comida
Tu me hicistes brujería
Siento una cosa fría
Tu me hicistes brujería
Que me baja por aquí, se me sube por allá
Tu me hicistes brujería
Que me habrá hechao esa chica
Que me tiene arrebatao
Que me tiene medio loco
Que ya estoy enamorao
Quizás serán sus ojitos
O tal vez su caminao
O quizás esas cositas
Que en su casa, ella me a dao
Pero que anoche en la cama había una cocolía
Tu me hiciste brujería
Que ya no puedo comer, no puedo dormir
Tu me hiciste brujería
Pero Gustavo Sánchez todo lo sabía
Tu me hiciste brujería
Me tiene to’flaco, hecho una porquería
Tu me hiciste brujería
Bruja, bruja
Tu me hiciste brujería
Pero que tu me hechaste brujería
Tu me hiciste brujería

Brujeria (translation)

What spell has that maiden woven upon me,
That I am plundered, my will in her keeping,
That I stagger in half-mad delirium,
Already surrendered, hopelessly dreaming.
Perhaps it is the luster of her gaze,
Or the languor of her gait, dusk-skimming—
Or subtler still, those secret scattered graces
She bestowed on me, dusk-lit, in her dwelling.
You have me shivering, dusk until dawn,
You—conjuror—have knotted my senses with charms,
You would dispatch me to coldest oblivion,
You—sorceress—have knotted my senses with charms,
You scattered some nameless enchantment in my bread;
You—sorceress—have knotted my senses with charms,
I feel an arctic shadow stir beneath my skin,
You—sorceress—have knotted my senses with charms,
It coils down my spine, then leaps up through my veins,
You—sorceress—have knotted my senses with charms.
What spell has that maiden woven upon me,
That I am plundered, my will in her keeping,
That I stagger in half-mad delirium,
Already surrendered, hopelessly dreaming.
Perhaps it is the luster of her gaze,
Or the languor of her gait, dusk-skimming—
Or subtler still, those secret scattered graces
She bestowed on me, dusk-lit, in her dwelling.
But last night in my bed a lone cocolía crept,
You—enchantress—have tangled my world with your spell,
Now food turns to ashes, sleep flees from my eyes,
You—enchantress—have tangled my world with your spell,
But Gustavo Sánchez behind every secret lies,
You—enchantress—have tangled my world with your spell,
I'm gaunt as a shadow, undone, a castaway,
You—enchantress—have tangled my world with your spell,
Witch, witch—
You—enchantress—have tangled my world with your spell,
Yet you have bewitched me, untying my soul,
You—enchantress—have tangled my world with your spell