Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe -- The Dove

Why all these cry
These squads of young men
To and to be killed
Stood by the train

Why the loud and hoarse
Why the engine's groaning
As it to drag us all
the holocaust

Why crowds who and cry
And shout and us flowers
And trade rights for ours
To and to die

The dove has her wing(s?)
So no more songs of
We are not to sing
We're here to the dove

Why must this come
When has to die
When hope to a sigh
And into a drum

Why are they and still
boys trained over night
Concripts payed to
And dressed in to fight

These massing tight
This train battle bound
This moving ground
thundering to the night

Why towering grave
the last defeat
Old and lies repeat
a new made grave

And why the still birds
That always brought
These hours of glory
By men mounds of earth

ash without a spark
Where used to be
Where guns every spark
And it into dust

And while your face
With jagged lines of
That in those first years
All the peace I'd want

Your body in the
The fading back
Your on the track
A upon a tomb

And why days ahead
When I let you cry
And live to die
And to....