《La Colombe》歌词

[00:00:04] La Colombe (LP Version) - Judy Collins

[00:00:23] Why all these bugles crying

[00:00:26] For squads of young men drilled

[00:00:30] To kill and to be killed and waiting by this train

[00:00:38] Why the orders loud and hoarse

[00:00:42] Why the engine's groaning cough

[00:00:46] As it strains to drag us off into the holocaust

[00:00:54] Why crowds who sing and cry

[00:00:58] And shout and fling us flowers

[00:01:02] And trade their right for ours

[00:01:06] To murder and to die

[00:01:09] The dove has torn her wings so no more songs of love

[00:01:18] We are not here to sing

[00:01:21] We're here to kill the dove

[00:01:28] Why has this moment come

[00:01:31] When childhood has to die

[00:01:35] When hope shrinks to a sigh

[00:01:40] And speech into a drum

[00:01:44] Why are they pale and still

[00:01:48] Young boys trained overnight

[00:01:52] Conscripts forced to fight and dressed in gray to kill

[00:02:00] These rain clouds massing tight

[00:02:04] This train load battle bound

[00:02:07] This moving burial ground

[00:02:11] Sent thundering toward the night

[00:02:15] The dove has torn her wings so no more songs of love

[00:02:25] We are not here to sing

[00:02:27] We're here to kill the dove

[00:02:35] Why statues towering brave above the last defeat

[00:02:42] Old word and lies repeat

[00:02:47] Across the new made grave

[00:02:51] Why the same still birth

[00:02:54] That victory always brought

[00:02:58] These hoards of glory bought

[00:03:02] By men with mouths of earth

[00:03:07] Dead ash without a spark

[00:03:11] Where cities glittered bright

[00:03:15] For guns probe every light

[00:03:18] And crush it in the dark

[00:03:22] The dove has torn her wings so no more songs of love

[00:03:32] We are not here to sing

[00:03:35] We're here to kill the dove

[00:03:42] And why your face undone

[00:03:47] With jagged lines of tears

[00:03:50] That gave in those first years all peace I ever won

[00:03:59] Your body in the gloom

[00:04:02] The platform fading back

[00:04:07] Your shadow on the track

[00:04:11] A flower on a tomb

[00:04:15] And why these days ahead

[00:04:19] When I must let you cry

[00:04:23] And live prepared to die

[00:04:27] As if our love were dead

[00:04:31] The dove has torn her wings so no more songs of love

[00:04:41] We are not here to sing

[00:04:45] We're here to kill the dove