If you want to know what's written in the stars
   And you're in Rio, go-to Barbarella's bar
   With a magic circle as that company
   Today she writes tomorrow's diary
  
   Barbarella, magical Barbarella
   Mystical fortuneteller
   Painting a sky of blue
   Do you know Barbarella, magical Barbarella
   Mystical fortuneteller
   Selling your dreams to you
  
   Oh oh oh, oh...
   Oh oh oh, oh...
  
   You take a look into her gypsy eyes
   You'll get the feeling
   That she never ever lies
   She will seduce you with that misty look
   She's gonna read you like an open book
  
   Barbarella, magical Barbarella
   Mystical fortuneteller
   Painting a sky of blue
   Do you know Barbarella, magical Barbarella
   Mystical fortuneteller
   Selling your dreams to you
  
   Oh oh oh, oh...
   Oh oh oh, oh...
  
   Heya, heya, Make the furure very clear
   Don't you be too shy!
   Heya, heya, While you whisper in my ear
   Tell another lie
  
   Barbarella, magical Barbarella
   Mystical fortuneteller
   Selling your dreams to you
  
   Oh oh oh, oh...
   Oh oh oh, oh...
  
   Oh oh oh, oh...
   Barbarella, magical Barbarella
   Mystical fortuneteller