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!