《La Colombe -- The Dove》歌词

[00:00:01] La Colombe-The Dove - Joan Baez

[00:00:10] Why all these bugles cry

[00:00:13] These squads of young men drill

[00:00:16] To kill and to be killed

[00:00:20] Stood waiting by the train

[00:00:25] Why the orders loud and hoarse

[00:00:28] Why the engine's groaning cough

[00:00:32] As it strains to drag us all

[00:00:36] Into the holocaust

[00:00:41] Why crowds who sing and cry

[00:00:44] And shout and fling us flowers

[00:00:48] And trade their rights for ours

[00:00:51] To murder and to die

[00:00:57] The dove has torn her wing

[00:01:02] So no more songs of love

[00:01:09] We are not here to sing

[00:01:14] We're here to kill the dove

[00:01:25] Why must this moment come

[00:01:29] When childhood has to die

[00:01:32] When hope shrinks to a sigh

[00:01:36] And speech into a drum

[00:01:41] Why are they pale and still

[00:01:44] Young boys trained over night

[00:01:48] Concripts payed to kill

[00:01:51] And dressed in gray to fight

[00:01:56] These rainclouds massing tight

[00:01:59] This train load battle bound

[00:02:03] This moving burial ground

[00:02:06] Goes thundering to the night

[00:02:12] The dove has torn her wing

[00:02:17] So no more songs of love

[00:02:24] We are not here to sing

[00:02:29] We're here to kill the dove

[00:02:40] Why statues towering grave

[00:02:44] Above the last defeat

[00:02:47] Old words and lies repeat

[00:02:51] Across a new made grave

[00:02:55] And why the same still birds

[00:02:59] That victory always brought

[00:03:02] These hours of glory bought

[00:03:06] By men with mounds of earth

[00:03:11] Dead ash without a spark

[00:03:15] Where cities used to be

[00:03:18] Where guns probe every spark

[00:03:21] And crush it into dust

[00:03:27] The dove has torn her wing

[00:03:32] So no more songs of love

[00:03:39] We are not here to sing

[00:03:44] We're here to kill the dove

[00:03:55] And while your face undone

[00:03:58] With jagged lines of tears

[00:04:02] That gave in those first years

[00:04:05] All the peace I'd ever want

[00:04:11] Your body in the gloom

[00:04:14] The platform fading back

[00:04:17] Your shadow on the track

[00:04:21] A flower upon a tomb

[00:04:26] And why these days ahead

[00:04:30] When I must let you cry

[00:04:33] And live prepared to die

[00:04:36] And a part of the dear

[00:04:43] The dove has torn her wing

[00:04:47] So no more songs of love

[00:04:54] We are not here to sing

[00:04:59] We're here to kill the dove