Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe -- The Dove

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

Why the orders loud and
Why the engine's cough
As it strains to us all
the holocaust

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

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

Why must this moment
When has to die
hope shrinks to a sigh
And speech into a

Why are they and still
Young trained over night
Concripts payed to
And dressed in gray to

These rainclouds tight
This train load bound
moving burial ground
Goes thundering to the

Why statues grave
Above the last
Old and lies repeat
Across a new grave

And why the same birds
That victory always
hours of glory bought
By men with of earth

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

And while your undone
With jagged lines of
That gave in first years
All the peace I'd ever

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

And why these ahead
I must let you cry
And live to die
And to....