(Verse 1)
In a dark, enchanted forest,
Where the moonlight softly glows,
There’s a witch named Broomhilda,
With a heart that rarely shows.
She brews her potions nightly,
Spells and charms, she knows them all,
But there’s one potion missing,
For a man who made her fall.

(Chorus)
Broomhilda, Broomhilda,
With her cauldron and her broom,
Chasing love through midnight shadows,
In the starlit gloom.
She’s got a magic potion,
A love spell just for him,
But can she make him notice,
Her heart’s enchanted hymn?

(Verse 2)
She saw him in the village,
Handsome, bold, and kind,
A mortal man so different,
From the creatures of her kind.
With a heart that’s pure and gentle,
He’s the one she’s dreaming of,
So she crafted a potion,
To win his tender love.

(Chorus)
Broomhilda, Broomhilda,
With her cauldron and her broom,
Chasing love through midnight shadows,
In the starlit gloom.
She’s got a magic potion,
A love spell just for him,
But can she make him notice,
Her heart’s enchanted hymn?

(Bridge)
Through the forest, she’s a-chasing,
With her potion in her hand,
Hoping he’ll embrace her,
And together they will stand.
But love’s a tricky spell to cast,
And hearts are hard to bind,
Will her magic be enough,
To make him hers in time?

(Verse 3)
One night she finally found him,
By the old willow tree,
With a trembling hand she offered,
Her potion, nervously.
He looked into her eyes so deep,
And saw the love she bore,
He took a sip and smiled,
For he had loved her long before.

(Chorus)
Broomhilda, Broomhilda,
With her cauldron and her broom,
No more chasing midnight shadows,
In the starlit gloom.
She didn’t need a potion,
For his heart was true and free,
Now they dance in moonlit meadows,
Love’s sweet, wild symphony.

(Outro)
Broomhilda, Broomhilda,
With her love beside her now,
No more spells and incantations,
Just a simple vow.
In the heart of the enchanted forest,
Where their love began to bloom,
Broomhilda found her happy ending,
No more riding on a broom.