My fur,it's my black fur....
My hind legs kick,
My senses swell,
My eyes are sick-
They are black.
My eyes,they're my red eyes...
They take in the scene of desolation
While the white snow falls.
My fur becomes covered and changed-
The dark is temporarily light.
My soul,yes,my dead soul
Is among them,
The lost ones,
The dead ones-
I welcome them home.
My fur shall always be dark,
My eyes shall always be sick,
My soul will always remain dead
For it is who I am,
The Black Rabbit of Inle.
My hind legs kick,
My senses swell,
My eyes are sick-
They are black.
My eyes,they're my red eyes...
They take in the scene of desolation
While the white snow falls.
My fur becomes covered and changed-
The dark is temporarily light.
My soul,yes,my dead soul
Is among them,
The lost ones,
The dead ones-
I welcome them home.
My fur shall always be dark,
My eyes shall always be sick,
My soul will always remain dead
For it is who I am,
The Black Rabbit of Inle.
