[Verse 1]
An English teacher, reminiscent of Charles Bronson, said, “All together!”
He continued, “Repeat after me!”
The English class at a private tutoring school began in English.
I couldn’t understand everything that Charles was saying.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
A girl with straight black hair, sitting diagonally in front of me, was cute.
It seemed to me that she understood what Charles was saying.
[Chorus 1]
I bravely asked her after class, “Would you like to study together this Sunday?”
“When and where are we going to meet, and where are we going to study?” she asked.
“The place to study is the municipal library; we’ll meet at the entrance of the park next to the library, and the time is 8:30,” I answered.
“Okay, goodbye!” she replied and left.
[Verse 2]
I rode my bicycle to the municipal library that Sunday morning and waited for her at the entrance of the library’s park. She arrived shortly after, wearing a white hat, a white dress, and a white handbag slung over her shoulder.
“Sorry to keep you waiting!” she said.
“No problem,” I replied.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
At the private tutoring school, she seemed serious and hard to approach.
But at the library, her kind smile made her very approachable.
[Chorus 2]
We sat at a table facing each other. I wrote in my notebook, “Did you understand Charles’s English?” and showed it to her.
She thought for a moment and then wrote in her notebook, “Charles? Oh, you mean because that English teacher looks like Charles Bronson? Yes, I could understand his English,” and showed it to me.
We communicated through writing in the quiet room.
[Instrumental Solo]
[Verse 3]
We became friendly through our silent communication. I asked her, “What should we have for lunch?”
“I made lunch for both of us,” she replied.
“Really? Thank you!” I said.
We went outside the library and looked for a shady bench, finding one quickly. She opened her lunch boxes.
[Pre-Chorus 3]
Colorful dishes were lined up in her lunch boxes.
“Please tell me, which dish do you like?” she asked.
[Chorus 3]
“I like your cooked dishes, all together,” I replied.
“All together is incorrect; the right word is ‘altogether,'” she explained with a smile.
“Which dish do you want to eat?” she asked.
“I want to eat this roast beef, and you?” I answered.
[Final Chorus]
“Oh, I’m inedible,” she replied.
All of her cooking was delicious, and her smile shone brightly like the sun.
“What was the best dish?” she asked.
“I like your cooked dishes altogether,” I answered again.
[Instrumental Solo]
[Fade Out]
Sound: A bright tune with a jazz fusion pop vibe, featuring a lively tempo. The music includes crisp 16-beat drums and a light, bouncing slap bass. A sharp guitar sets the rhythm, while refreshing sounds from the Fender Rhodes and synthesizers evoke images of sparkling sunlight and sea spray. A beautiful brass section mirrors the piercing blue sky, and the male vocals are complemented by a relaxed female harmony, creating a summery openness. Instrumental solos feature an expressive alto saxophone ad-libbing over the chord changes, followed by a tasteful and melodic jazz-fusion piano solo.
Title: “All Together is Incorrect,” She Explained with a Smile
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