[Verse 1] At the edge of the village, beside the old mill, Marta found a broom leaning quiet and still. A ribbon of red and a bell made of tin, She tied on her basket and called her friends in. [Pre-Chorus] “Bring a scarf, bring a pear, bring your hat for the breeze— There’s room for us all on this broom through the trees!” [Chorus] Up we go, over roofs, over fields turning green, Past the church tower, the river’s bright seam. Hold to the handle, let laughter take flight— We’ll be home by the kettle and supper tonight! [Verse 2] A dog tucked his nose in the basket of bread, A frog wore a button for a helmet instead. The cat kept her whiskers tucked close to her chin, While the sparrow announced, “Let the journey begin!” [Pre-Chorus] They sailed past the orchard, the haystacks, the lake, And waved to the shepherd who dropped his own rake. [Chorus] Up we go, over roofs, over fields turning green, Past the church tower, the river’s bright seam. Hold to the handle, let laughter take flight— We’ll be home by the kettle and supper tonight! [Bridge] Then clouds gathered low and the north wind blew hard, The broom dipped and bobbed by the old apple yard. “Keep close!” called Marta. “We’ll make it as one.” They leaned with the gust till the rough spell was done. [Final Chorus] Down we come, past the roofs, past the fields turning gold, With a basket of stories and hands to hold. The broom rests by the doorway, the moon climbing high— There’s safety in friends when the winds cross the sky. [Outro] So if you find a broom by the mill after rain, Ask your friends along for the ride home again.
