Frankpledge is greasy like soot
I take someone’s hand but feel an elbow
I look for the eyes but feel a look
Where above the heads there is a butt
The red sunrise is followed by the pink sunset
Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained by one chain
Bound by one...
Here, the joints are frail, and the spaces are huge
Here, the trains were crumpled to make columns
Some words are for kitchens, others are for streets
Here, the eagles were dropped, to give space to broiler chickens
And even when kissing, I keep my eyes on...
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Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
One can believe in the absence of faith
One can do when there is nothing to do
Beggars are praying, praying that
Their poverty is guaranteed
Here you can play trumpet for yourself
But however you play, you always play taps
And if there are those who come to you
There will be those who come for you
As you..
chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained by one chain
Bound by one...
Here, women are seeking, but they only find age
Here, fatigue is considered as the measure of work
There are no villains in leather cabinets here
Here, the first ones look like the last ones
And no less than the last ones they are probably tired
To be...
Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained by one chain
Bound by one goal
Chained...