Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe

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

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

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

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

And why your face undone with lines of tears
That in those first years all peace I ever won?
Your body in the gloom, the platform fading
Your shadow on the track, a on a tomb
And why these ahead when I must let you cry
And live prepared to die as if our love dead?