NINJIN DARAKE, NINJIN DARAKE, Carrots everywhere, shining awake. NINJIN DARAKE, NINJIN DARAKE, Carrots everywhere, glow and sway. Soft light spills on tiny plates, Orange magic oscillates. NINJIN DARAKE, echo play, Dreams in motion, fade and stay. NINJIN DARAKE, NINJIN DARAKE, Voices hum in coded waves. NINJIN DARAKE, NINJIN DARAKE, Through the noise, the heart remains. Silver static, sweet connection, Signals bloom in all directions. Children, circuits, grown-ups too, Find the rhythm, break it through. NINJIN DARAKE, spin the flame, Orange fire sings my name. Drums awaken, hands collide, Carrot beats electrify. A deeper voice inside the sound, Beating hearts, the world around. In the dream of childhood glow, The old man sings, “let it grow.” NINJIN DARAKE, NINJIN DARAKE, Voices rise and melt away. Big and small, we shine the same, One bright song, one endless flame. NINJIN DARAKE, NINJIN DARAKE, Carrots everywhere — forever play.
