Kortez - Z imbirem

I had never dined so fine before,
as the meals you've prepared me
Ate up anything, just to have
The energy to pick at things

The kilojoules to kindle various fights
Selfish whims, basically
Now, I'm waiting for your special blend
For your sweetened, lilac brew...

With ginger [x4]

It's good, even though I'm unaccustomed, unaccustomed
My tastebuds are unrefined and much too shallow
I don't want to offend, it's so trivial
I'd hate it if you learned of my old habits

I had never dined so fine before,
as the meals you've prepared me
Ate up anything, just to have
The energy to pick at things

The kilojoules to kindle various fights
Selfish quarrels, basically
Now you sweetly lie right beside me,
Your dreams fully what I crave, except

Those ginger futures that carry the taste of cables and resentment
How did we manage not to realize the difference, the two extremities?
And how did we miss that the person you need, now
Is somebody who smells of ginger