Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke evening
With the of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle hanging
Upon a painted

Oh, I to see my chieftain
my warlance and my woman
For he told us the Yellow Moon
very soon be leaving

"This I believe", I said
"I can't believe our dead
Oh, he not leave the chosen ones
To the buzzards and the guns"

Oh, Great Father of the
since, I was young
I've read the writing of the
And on the sound of drums

I've learned to hurl the
And ride a painted pony
To run the gantlet of the
To make a daughter mine

And now you ask that I watch
The red man's be slowly crushed
What kind of words are these to
From Dog whom a white man fears?

I take only is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my
Oh, I can't stay to see you die
with my tribe's pride

I go to search for the Moon
And the fathers of our
the red sun sinks in the hills of gold
And the waters run

Tramplin' down the rose
hoof tracks in the sand
Those who wish to me
I welcome with my

I from passin' renegades
was dead
He'd been down his weapons
When filled him full of lead

Now seems no reason
Why I carry on
In this that once was my land
I can't a home

It's lonely and it's
And the soldiers are comin'
And I think it's time I my bow
And ceased my senseless

For soon I'll the Yellow Moon
Along my loved ones
Where the graze in clover fields
the sound of guns

And the red sun at last
Into the of gold
And peace to this young
with a bullet hole