Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

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

Oh, I to see my chieftain
With my and my woman
For he told us that the Moon
very soon 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 Father of the
Ever since, I was
I've read the writing of the
And breastfed on the of drums

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

And now you ask that I should
The red race be slowly crushed
What kind of words are these to
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 search for the Yellow
And the fathers of our
Where the red sun in the hills of gold
And the healin' run

down the prairie rose
Leavin' hoof in the sand
Those who wish to me
I welcome with my

I from 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 that once was my land
I can't find a

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

For soon find the Yellow Moon
Along with my ones
Where the buffaloes in clover fields
Without the of guns

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