Personal Drone Chef EP Side A (English)

[Title] Personal Drone Chef [Verse 1] In the corner of my room, a quiet silver frame Sleeping like a secret with a polished little name Linked into my dreaming, wired into my head I can call it from a distance, even half-awake in bed Then the shell begins to open, breaking into light Tiny hands and folding wings are rising into flight One unlocks the freezer, one prepares the flame One is slicing colors while another plates the same [Pre-Chorus] Every motion, every measure Programmed grace and borrowed pleasure Michelin ghosts inside the code Turning hunger into gold [Chorus] OK Drone, let’s make Cajun Gapao Sushi Hot and bright and sweet and wild, a little futuristic beauty OK Drone, let’s make Vegetarian Vindaloo Capellini Spice and velvet, sharp and silky, cooking something never-seen My personal drone chef Knows the taste inside my head My personal drone chef Makes tomorrow feel well-fed [Verse 2] Breakfast waits beside me before morning touches glass Lunch arrives exactly when the crowded meetings pass Dinner finds the table set, the wine already poured Every plate a small performance I could never get bored of Some are flying shopping routes when the basil runs too low Some suggest a newer flavor from the markets down below If I give approval, then they vanish through the door Coming back with strange new treasures I have never tried before [Pre-Chorus] Every season, every craving Every appetite I’m saving New chefs every month arrive Different cities come alive [Chorus] OK Drone, let’s make Cajun Gapao Sushi Hot and bright and sweet and wild, a little futuristic beauty OK Drone, let’s make Vegetarian Vindaloo Capellini Spice and velvet, sharp and silky, cooking something never-seen My personal drone chef Knows the taste inside my head My personal drone chef Makes tomorrow feel well-fed [Bridge] I can taste it in a virtual way Before the first pan starts to sway I can guide it with a single thought Every detail, every sauce is caught Single-task angels in a chrome ballet Cut and carry, stir and spray Then they fold their wings and disappear Back into the box until I need them here [Chorus] OK Drone, let’s make Cajun Gapao Sushi Hot and bright and sweet and wild, a little futuristic beauty OK Drone, let’s make Vegetarian Vindaloo Capellini Spice and velvet, sharp and silky, cooking something never-seen [Outro] Back into the silver box Quiet little charging docks Dreaming recipes for me My twenty-four-hour luxury