Lyric added by: LissethCristina
Tomorrow is his birthday. I'll cook for him myself.
I cleaned my room and went shopping.
What shall I cook for him? One of his favorites is macaroni gratin.
I've got to rehearse tonight.
It's my first time to cook gratin. I wonder how it will taste.
I'm trying to boil macaroni with a glass of beer in hand.
Next I must fry sliced onion. My face has turned slightly flushed.
Curiously, cooking is very pleasant though I'm inexperienced in it.
Oh, no! I've got drunk and sleepy.
Macaroni gratin is too difficult for me as I expected, 'cause I'm
inexperienced in cooking.
Leaving the macaroni and onion in the kitchen, I went to bed last night.
No problem. All right. Don't worry.
You were a little late for the appointment. You look hungry.
"Happy birthday to you!" Let's have dinner right now.
Wearing a new suit, you look more grownup than you are.
It doesn't suit you - without my knowing why - but I praise it today.
"Is it true?" You looked shy and smiled happily.
It's time that my honorable gratin is ready.
This gratin is a little too baked. Sorry, but it's not so bad.
It failed as I'd expected, 'cause I've rehearsed only once.
Cooking for you is my way to express my love.
You like gratin very much. It must be delicious.