Can't look, can't look!
Can't look at your plate!
Can't look!
My dearest wife here comes a romantic dinner.
To celebrate my love I serve you this baked duck.
True love deserves that.
Can't look at your plate!
My dearest son here comes the soup for you,
Boiled on a piece of meat.
Just a little piece of meat.
My soup won't be a cemetery.
My plate won't be a coffin
My soup won't be a cemetery.
My plate won't be a coffin
And you will not get with dead bodies to my heart!
Can't look, can't look, can't look!
Can't look at your plate!