Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe -- The Dove

Why all bugles cry
These squads of men drill
To and to be killed
waiting by the train

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

Why who sing and cry
And shout and us flowers
And their rights for ours
To and to die

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

Why must this moment
childhood has to die
When hope shrinks to a
And into a drum

Why are they and still
Young trained over night
Concripts to kill
And dressed in to fight

These massing tight
This load battle bound
This moving burial
Goes thundering to the

Why towering grave
Above the defeat
Old words and lies
Across a new grave

And why the same birds
victory always brought
These hours of glory
By men mounds of earth

ash without a spark
Where cities to be
Where guns every spark
And crush it into

And while your face
jagged lines of tears
That gave in those years
All the I'd ever want

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

And why days ahead
I must let you cry
And prepared to die
And to....