The Wizard

Misty morning,

clouds in the sky.

Without warning,

the wizard walks by.

Casting his shadow,

weaving his spell.

Funny clothes,

tinkling bell

Never talking

Just keeps walking

Spreading his magic

Evil power

disappears.

Demons worry

when the wizard is near.

He turns tears

into joy.

Everyone's happy

when the wizard walks by

Never talking

Just keeps walking

Spreading his magic.

Sun is shining,

clouds have gone by.

All the people

give a happy sigh.

He has passed by,

giving his sign.

Left all the people

feeling so fine.

Never talking

Just keeps walking

Spreading his magic.

(Música "The Wizard", banda Black Sabbath - álbum Black Sabbath, 1968)