This food you put before me,
My love it tastes so bland,
I have a dish prepared for thee,
Compare to understand.
Differ yes the dishes do,
For this one has more spice,
But please don't glare at me that way,
For yours still taste alright.
My love dear pray beside thee,
The drink I luster for,
The murky golden whisky,
Please my darling pour.
This resplendent meal you put before me,
Could leave no sour taste,
So please do not be sullen about the dish I raised,
For my sweet love your meal could never be replaced.