Ballad for No One - Rabbit Rabbit

Blue is the house where no one lives,

Standing in the door and waving fro and to

Someone who had passed here,

Raise another glass dear.

No one moves away for good.

Red is the bike that no one rides.

Handlebars are aiming for the sea.

So faded are the heroes.

Bored are the windows.

No one moves away for good.

Brown is the earth where no one lies

Telling us as little as he can, no more.

Everyone has passed here.

Raise another glass, dear.

No one moved away for good.