Mori No Chiisana Restaurant

Even if you follow the acorns, you won't reach it
The small forest restaurant
Searching through empty pockets
People who have forgotten find their way

There are no reservations
The small forest restaurant
At lunchtime, full of empty seats
Birds flutter around

Suddenly, with bright red paint
The menu is all recommended dishes
You can hear from the kitchen
Violins playing and cellos and violas

Welcome, welcome, come on in
When you've eaten your fill, you'll feel sleepy
Well then, everyone, goodbye
Tomorrow is another day, et cetera

From right to left, great laughter
Even the teddy bear on the handle starts to dance
Carpaccio, paella, hors d'oeuvres
There is no dessert

Let's deliver the bill inside a box
Tonight is the last old course