Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke this
With the smell of wood smoke
a gentle cobweb hanging
Upon a tepee

Oh, I went to see my
With my warlance and my
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 chosen
To the and the soldiers' guns"

Oh, Great Father of the
Ever since, I was
I've read the of the smoke
And breastfed on the of drums

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

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

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

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

Tramplin' down the prairie
Leavin' hoof tracks in the
who wish to follow me
I welcome with my

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

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

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

For I'll find the Yellow Moon
Along with my ones
Where the buffaloes graze in clover
Without the of guns

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