Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I this evening
With the of wood smoke clinging
Like a cobweb hanging
Upon a painted

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

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

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

I've learned to the tomahawk
And ride a painted pony
To run the of the Sioux
To make a chieftain's mine

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

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

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

Tramplin' down the rose
Leavin' tracks in the sand
who wish to follow me
I with my hands

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

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

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

For soon I'll find the Moon
Along with my ones
Where the buffaloes graze in fields
the sound of guns

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