The end of the 1800s. A girl named Wisteria is peddling wares. She lives in the attic of a church and her only joy in life is the fact that the demon Marbas comes to visit her if she knocks on the far most window three times.
I used to think there was no 
point in having my wish granted
كنتُ أعتقد بأنّه لا جدوى من تحقيق أمنيتي
Solía pensar
que ningún deseo valía la pena
Solía pensar
que ningún deseo valía la pena
À quoi bon réaliser un souhait
si cela vous coûte la vie ?
Ho sempre pensato che fosse inutile
farsi esaudire un desiderio
Eu pensava que não fazia sentido
sacrificar a própria vida
Раньше я думала,
что нет смысла загадывать желание,