Luyện nghe bài hát Cheyenne Spirit

Out in the prairie, the dared to roam
The crying of a lone shot they're forever gone
High in the breezing winds, an eagle to fly
For the white man's sake, the was just a lie

Out in the flowing streams, the beaver to build
The never ending ignorance, the paleface's
A tent was left lonesome in the woods
the cannons spoke the words
Murderers off the hoods

For all rise
spirit rise
By the grace of all your
In the hunting grounds it

Chase the track and ride
unity
Let the flutes play for a time
Ban the white man's

And they came riding with their
And marching with greed
External
their senseless need

But stood tall in their own fate
They knew their way
Along the line of
the grand decay

For all times
Cheyenne spirit
By the grace of all your
In the hunting grounds, it

the track and ride free
Eternal
Let the flutes play for a last
Ban the white man's

For all times
Cheyenne spirit
By the grace of all wisdom
In the hunting grounds, it

Chase the and ride free
unity
Let the flutes play for a time
Ban the white tyranny