Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe

Why all these bugles crying for squads of young men
To kill and to be and waiting 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 fling us
And trade their right for to murder and to die?

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

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

Why statues towering brave above the defeat
Old word and lies across the new made grave?
Why the same still that victory always brought
These hoards of glory bought by men 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 jagged lines of
That gave in those first all peace I ever won?
body in the gloom, the platform fading back
Your shadow on the track, a on a tomb
And why these ahead when I must let you cry
And prepared to die as if our love were dead?