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Whose eyes are those too fair to be but the night in day's clothesSpeak, speak it I beg if you know it, just say it plainLorraine'sWhat thing is this at my feet at my heart at my wristsIf you know anything I'll have to insist that you explainChains chains chainsWhat am I if bound to walk in chains 'til I dieReaching wildly out to the sky with no particular aimA flame and all aflameWhat are these put my mind out to deep deep seasI won't see the forrest I won't see the trees 'til they're gone with the flameNames, nameWhose eyes are those ought to be careful or simply keep them closedI see them now wherever I go set to the solemn refrain:Chains, Chains, Chains From Letras Mania