When morning comes
I can’t overcome my laziness
As I curl up for a moment
I wish someone would open the window for me

I hear the righteous sound of the table being set
It’s my skill to eat it all up
I like it
It’s magical, it’s my life

The gentle sunlight shines in my room
I hear the sounds of the noisy kitchen
I like it, because another happy day has come
Alright

When morning comes
I can’t overcome my laziness
As I curl up for a moment
I wish someone would open the window for me

I hear the righteous sound of the table being set
It’s my skill to eat it all up
I like it
It’s magical, it’s my life

The gentle sunlight shines in my room
I hear the sounds of the noisy kitchen
I like it, because another happy day has come
Alright

The gentle sunlight shines in my room
I hear the sounds of the noisy kitchen
I like it, because another happy day has come
Alright