Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe

Why all bugles crying for squads of young men drilled
To kill and to be killed and by this train?
Why the orders loud and hoarse, why the engine's cough
As it strains to us off into the holocaust?
Why crowds who sing and cry, and shout and us flowers
And trade right for ours to murder and to die?

The dove has torn her wings so no more of love
We are not here to sing, we're here to kill the

Why has this moment come when has to die
When hope shrinks to a sigh and speech a drum?
Why are they pale and still, young trained overnight
Conscripts to fight and dressed in gray to kill?
These rain clouds massing tight, train load battle bound
This moving burial ground sent thundering the night

Why towering brave above the last defeat
Old word and lies repeat across the new made
Why the same still birth victory always brought
These hoards of glory bought by men mouths of earth?
Dead ash a spark where cities glittered bright
For probe every light and crush it in the dark

And why your face undone jagged lines of tears
That gave in those first all peace I ever won?
Your in the gloom, the platform fading back
Your shadow on the track, a flower on a
And why these days ahead when I let you cry
And live prepared to die as if our love were