La Colombe-The Dove-Joan Baez
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[00:00.00]La Colombe-The Dove - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)
[00:10.48]Why all these bugles cry
[00:12.46]
[00:13.34]These squads of young men drill
[00:15.91]
[00:16.77]To kill and to be killed
[00:19.15]
[00:20.39]Stood waiting by the train
[00:22.60]
[00:25.21]Why the orders loud and hoarse
[00:28.84]Why the engine's groaning cough
[00:31.45]
[00:32.42]As it strains to drag us all
[00:34.78]
[00:36.30]Into the holocaust
[00:38.86]
[00:41.10]Why crowds who sing and cry
[00:43.93]
[00:44.69]And shout and fling us flowers
[00:47.40]
[00:48.23]And trade their rights for ours
[00:50.66]
[00:51.57]To murder and to die
[00:54.48]
[00:57.96]The dove has torn her wing
[01:00.94]
[01:02.44]So no more songs of love
[01:06.10]
[01:09.16]We are not here to sing
[01:13.43]
[01:14.54]We're here to kill the dove
[01:19.87]
[01:25.89]Why must this moment come
[01:28.05]
[01:29.32]When childhood has to die
[01:31.79]
[01:32.68]When hope shrinks to a sigh
[01:35.12]
[01:36.08]And speech into a drum
[01:37.97]
[01:41.42]Why are they pale and still
[01:43.97]
[01:44.65]Young boys trained over night
[01:47.03]
[01:48.23]Concripts payed to kill
[01:50.59]
[01:51.51]And dressed in gray to fight
[01:53.88]
[01:56.35]These rainclouds massing tight
[01:58.92]
[01:59.80]This train load battle bound
[02:02.51]
[02:03.21]This moving burial ground
[02:05.85]
[02:06.61]Goes thundering to the night
[02:09.74]
[02:12.95]The dove has torn her wing
[02:16.55]
[02:17.37]So no more songs of love
[02:22.05]
[02:24.16]We are not here to sing
[02:28.65]
[02:29.60]We're here to kill the dove
[02:33.09]
[02:40.72]Why statues towering grave
[02:43.00]
[02:44.13]Above the last defeat
[02:46.65]
[02:47.34]Old words and lies repeat
[02:51.14]Across a new made grave
[02:53.85]
[02:55.83]And why the same still birds
[02:58.78]
[02:59.59]That victory always brought
[03:01.87]
[03:02.98]These hours of glory bought
[03:05.60]
[03:06.32]By men with mounds of earth
[03:09.07]
[03:11.49]Dead ash without a spark
[03:13.99]
[03:15.08]Where cities used to be
[03:17.45]
[03:18.44]Where guns probe every spark
[03:21.27]
[03:21.83]And crush it into dust
[03:23.70]
[03:27.68]The dove has torn her wing
[03:31.21]
[03:32.02]So no more songs of love
[03:36.05]
[03:39.79]We are not here to sing
[03:43.51]
[03:44.47]We're here to kill the dove
[03:48.40]
[03:55.52]And while your face undone
[03:58.90]With jagged lines of tears
[04:01.76]
[04:02.49]That gave in those first years
[04:05.38]
[04:05.94]All the peace I'd ever want
[04:08.20]
[04:11.17]Your body in the gloom
[04:13.36]
[04:14.52]The platform fading back
[04:17.80]Your shadow on the track
[04:20.17]
[04:21.58]A flower upon a tomb
[04:23.60]
[04:26.60]And why these days ahead
[04:30.37]When I must let you cry
[04:32.44]
[04:33.56]And live prepared to die
[04:36.14]
[04:36.70]And a part of the dear
[04:41.04]
[04:43.07]The dove has torn her wing
[04:46.15]
[04:47.28]So no more songs of love
[04:50.76]
[04:54.70]We are not here to sing
[04:58.69]
[04:59.58]We're here to kill the dove
[ar:Joan Baez]
[al:Joan]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]La Colombe-The Dove - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)
[00:10.48]Why all these bugles cry
[00:12.46]
[00:13.34]These squads of young men drill
[00:15.91]
[00:16.77]To kill and to be killed
[00:19.15]
[00:20.39]Stood waiting by the train
[00:22.60]
[00:25.21]Why the orders loud and hoarse
[00:28.84]Why the engine's groaning cough
[00:31.45]
[00:32.42]As it strains to drag us all
[00:34.78]
[00:36.30]Into the holocaust
[00:38.86]
[00:41.10]Why crowds who sing and cry
[00:43.93]
[00:44.69]And shout and fling us flowers
[00:47.40]
[00:48.23]And trade their rights for ours
[00:50.66]
[00:51.57]To murder and to die
[00:54.48]
[00:57.96]The dove has torn her wing
[01:00.94]
[01:02.44]So no more songs of love
[01:06.10]
[01:09.16]We are not here to sing
[01:13.43]
[01:14.54]We're here to kill the dove
[01:19.87]
[01:25.89]Why must this moment come
[01:28.05]
[01:29.32]When childhood has to die
[01:31.79]
[01:32.68]When hope shrinks to a sigh
[01:35.12]
[01:36.08]And speech into a drum
[01:37.97]
[01:41.42]Why are they pale and still
[01:43.97]
[01:44.65]Young boys trained over night
[01:47.03]
[01:48.23]Concripts payed to kill
[01:50.59]
[01:51.51]And dressed in gray to fight
[01:53.88]
[01:56.35]These rainclouds massing tight
[01:58.92]
[01:59.80]This train load battle bound
[02:02.51]
[02:03.21]This moving burial ground
[02:05.85]
[02:06.61]Goes thundering to the night
[02:09.74]
[02:12.95]The dove has torn her wing
[02:16.55]
[02:17.37]So no more songs of love
[02:22.05]
[02:24.16]We are not here to sing
[02:28.65]
[02:29.60]We're here to kill the dove
[02:33.09]
[02:40.72]Why statues towering grave
[02:43.00]
[02:44.13]Above the last defeat
[02:46.65]
[02:47.34]Old words and lies repeat
[02:51.14]Across a new made grave
[02:53.85]
[02:55.83]And why the same still birds
[02:58.78]
[02:59.59]That victory always brought
[03:01.87]
[03:02.98]These hours of glory bought
[03:05.60]
[03:06.32]By men with mounds of earth
[03:09.07]
[03:11.49]Dead ash without a spark
[03:13.99]
[03:15.08]Where cities used to be
[03:17.45]
[03:18.44]Where guns probe every spark
[03:21.27]
[03:21.83]And crush it into dust
[03:23.70]
[03:27.68]The dove has torn her wing
[03:31.21]
[03:32.02]So no more songs of love
[03:36.05]
[03:39.79]We are not here to sing
[03:43.51]
[03:44.47]We're here to kill the dove
[03:48.40]
[03:55.52]And while your face undone
[03:58.90]With jagged lines of tears
[04:01.76]
[04:02.49]That gave in those first years
[04:05.38]
[04:05.94]All the peace I'd ever want
[04:08.20]
[04:11.17]Your body in the gloom
[04:13.36]
[04:14.52]The platform fading back
[04:17.80]Your shadow on the track
[04:20.17]
[04:21.58]A flower upon a tomb
[04:23.60]
[04:26.60]And why these days ahead
[04:30.37]When I must let you cry
[04:32.44]
[04:33.56]And live prepared to die
[04:36.14]
[04:36.70]And a part of the dear
[04:41.04]
[04:43.07]The dove has torn her wing
[04:46.15]
[04:47.28]So no more songs of love
[04:50.76]
[04:54.70]We are not here to sing
[04:58.69]
[04:59.58]We're here to kill the dove
