Luyện nghe bài hát La Colombe -- The Dove

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

Why the orders loud and
Why the groaning cough
As it to drag us all
Into the

Why crowds who and cry
And shout and fling us
And trade their rights for
To and to die

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

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

Why are they and still
Young boys trained over
payed to kill
And dressed in to fight

rainclouds massing tight
This load battle bound
This burial ground
Goes to the night

Why statues towering
Above the last
Old words and lies
a new made grave

And why the still birds
victory always brought
These of glory bought
By men with mounds of

Dead ash without a
Where used to be
Where guns probe spark
And crush it into

And while your undone
With jagged 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 flower upon a

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