Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke evening
the smell of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle hanging
Upon a tepee

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

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

Oh, Great of the Iroquois
since, I was young
I've the writing of the smoke
And breastfed on the sound of

learned to hurl the tomahawk
And ride a painted wild
To run the gantlet of the
To make a daughter mine

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

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

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

Tramplin' the prairie rose
Leavin' hoof tracks in the
Those who to follow me
I with my hands

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

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

lonely and it's quiet
And the soldiers are comin'
And I it's time I strung my bow
And my senseless running

For I'll find the Yellow Moon
Along with my loved
the buffaloes graze in clover fields
Without the of guns

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