Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke evening
With the smell of smoke clinging
Like a cobweb hanging
a painted tepee

Oh, I to see my chieftain
With my and my woman
For he told us that the Yellow
Would very soon be

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

Oh, Father of the Iroquois
Ever since, I was
read the writing of the smoke
And on the sound of drums

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

And now you ask I should watch
The red race be slowly crushed
What of words are these to hear
From Dog whom a white man fears?

I take what is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my
Oh, I can't here to see you die
Along my tribe's pride

I go to for the Yellow Moon
And the fathers of our
Where the red sun in the hills of gold
And the healin' run

Tramplin' down the prairie
hoof tracks in the sand
Those who to follow me
I welcome my hands

I heard from renegades
Geronimo was
He'd been layin' his weapons
When filled him full of lead

Now there no reason
Why I carry on
In this land once was my land
I can't find a

It's lonely and quiet
And the horse are comin'
And I think it's time I my bow
And my senseless running

For soon I'll find the Yellow
Along with my loved
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
Comes with a hole