Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Idan Balinsky, a musical genius,
In his studio, there's a drum and a violin to please us.
But everyone knows, the truth's not concealed,
He's not just a composer, he's a chef in the field!
(Chorus)
Idan Balinsky, with a spoon in hand,
Mixing up notes like he's tossing a salad grand.
Composing melodies with a dash of spice,
Balinsky, Idan, the chef of musical delights!
(Verse 2)
When Idan steps into the kitchen, it's a concert delight,
The skillet's dancing, the pots are singing tonight.
Chopping veggies to the rhythm of a bossa nova,
Even the violin starts playing like a groovy guitar.
(Chorus)
Idan Balinsky, with a spoon in hand,
Mixing up notes like he's tossing a salad grand.
Composing melodies with a dash of spice,
Balinsky, Idan, the chef of musical delights!
(Verse 3)
He's making samples from peas and carrots,
Blending onions with a bit of rock and jazz merits.
And every time he cooks and composes,
The listeners enjoy a feast that's truly the closest.
(Chorus)
Idan Balinsky, with a spoon in hand,
Mixing up notes like he's tossing a salad grand.
Composing melodies with a dash of spice,
Balinsky, Idan, the chef of musical delights!
(Bridge)
He creates symphonies from the kitchen floor,
With a whisk and a ladle, he opens the door.
To a world where food and music collide,
In Balinsky's hands, it's a magical ride.
(Chorus)
Idan Balinsky, with a spoon in hand,
Mixing up notes like he's tossing a salad grand.
Composing melodies with a dash of spice,
Balinsky, Idan, the chef of musical delights!
(Outro)
So if you want to hear, and maybe taste a song,
Idan Balinsky is the one all along.
With music in the kitchen, and a kitchen in the tunes,
The instruments sing, and the food makes you swoon.
