Ginger
I know she's feeling sick
She hates cough medicine
Makes her drowsy, makes her tired
It's Tuesday she can't get droopy eyes
I hate it when she hurts
That just makes me feel worst
Gave her a cup of soup
It doesn't help it's only comfort food
Maybe in a few months time
She'll stop seeing in lines
If her vision gets blurred
Hope she'll still see me with her
Jengibre
Sé que se siente enferma
Ella odia la medicina para la tos
La hace somnolente, la hace cansada
Es martes que no puede conseguir ojos caídos
Odio cuando le duele
Eso me hace sentir peor
Le di una taza de sopa
No ayuda, es sólo comida de confort
Tal vez dentro de unos meses
Dejará de ver en líneas
Si su visión se borrosa
Espero que aún me vea con ella