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 this
Why the orders loud and hoarse, why the engine's groaning
As it strains to us off into the holocaust?
Why crowds who sing and cry, and shout and fling us
And trade their right for to murder and to die?

The dove has torn her wings so no more songs of
We are not here to sing, here to kill the dove

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

Why statues towering brave above the last
Old word and lies repeat across the new made
Why the same still birth that victory brought
These hoards of glory bought by men with mouths of
Dead ash without a spark where cities glittered
For guns probe light and crush it in the dark

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