Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke this
With the smell of wood clinging
Like a gentle hanging
a painted tepee

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

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

Oh, Great of the Iroquois
Ever since, I was
read the writing of the smoke
And breastfed on the 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 kind of words are 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 with my pride

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

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

I heard from passin'
was dead
He'd been layin' his weapons
When they filled him full of

Now there no reason
Why I carry on
In this that once was my land
I find a home

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

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

And the red sun sinks at
the hills of gold
And peace to this young
Comes a bullet hole