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

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

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

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

Why are pale and still
Young boys over night
Concripts payed to
And dressed in to fight

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

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

And why the same still
That victory always
These hours of glory
By men with of earth

Dead ash a spark
cities used to be
Where probe every spark
And crush it into

And while face undone
With lines of tears
gave in those first years
All the peace I'd ever

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

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