hibiscus head-in a flower bed
a finger hewn-planted and sewn

oh magic in her hands-she could make anything grow
magic in her hands - she had green fingers

it´s curious
where animals don´t go
mandrake-rooted deep into the soil
where the sun won´t fall but it flourishes
see the pretty maids all in a row

chorus

it´s reaching
and groping a clammy handshake
clawing the ivy
crawling the tightrope along the lattice work
with this hand i thee wed
with this hand i thee bed
with this hand i...