Bella Fruit Verona - Placenta

Bella Fruit Verona

The air is hot and sweaty

Sugar clucks the bees

Buzzing sleepless through the night

I nibble from their honey

Come and take my hand

Give me this one chance

Am I a hunter or a gatherer?

Let’s dance — I feel your shiver!

The sweet scent of fruits

And all sorts dead ripe

But that certain one — please don’t leave me lurching

Bella Fruit Verona

I’ve got another home

And I am wondering what to do next

Living on the edge

Just for tonight

Come and take my hand

Give me this one chance

Am I a hunter or a gatherer?

Let’s dance — I feel your shiver!