Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I this evening
With the smell of smoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb
Upon a painted

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

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

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

I've learned to hurl the
And a painted pony wild
To run the of the Sioux
To a chieftain's daughter mine

And now you ask that I should
The red man's race be 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 stay 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' the prairie rose
Leavin' tracks in the sand
Those who wish to me
I with my hands

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

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

It's lonely and it's
And the horse soldiers are
And I think it's I strung my bow
And my senseless running

For soon find the Yellow Moon
Along my loved ones
Where the buffaloes in clover fields
the sound of guns

And the red sun at last
Into the hills of
And peace to this young
Comes with a bullet