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 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