At the markets, a place to be, what a lot of things you can see!

The greengrocer is there with his apples and plums, selling his fruits with a merry little hum.

The baker is there with pastries and cakes, nibbling biscuits in her breaks.

At the markets, a place to be, what a lot of things you can see!

The jeweller is there with his pliers and bag, wiping his gems with a dusty old rag.

The butcher is there with his salamis and hams, asking “Would you like that by the kilo or gram?”

At the markets, a place to be, what a lot of things you can see!

The cheese man is there with his monchago and Brie, giving out testers that are all quite free.

The confectioner is there with his bountiful sweets, offering sugary things to eat.

At the markets, a place to be, what a lot of things you can see!

At the markets, a place to be, there is something for you and something for me.