Luyện nghe bài hát Natives

For all our languages we can't
For all our native we're all native here
Sons of fathers' dream the same dream
The sound of forbidden become a scream
Voices of anger, of history
Plundered and set aside, fat on swallowed pride
promises of paradise and gifts of beads and knives
Missionaries and pioneers are all soldiers in
Saviors and conquerors make us wait
The fishers of men they their truth like bait
With the touch of a strangers' hand innocence to shame
The that dwelt within it sleeps out in the rain
For all our native tongues we can't
For all our native tongues all natives here
The scars of the are slow to disappear
The cries of the dead are in our ears
Only the very safe can talk wrong and right
Of those who are forced to choose will choose to fight

Promesses de terrestre,
Presents de et de coutreaux
Missionnaires et sont des soldats saveurs deguises
et conquerants,
Ils nous attendre
Des ondulant
Leur comme un applat
Au d'une main atrange
se convertit en deshonneur
L'esprit qui demeure a
Dort la pluie

Malgre nos langues,
Nous ne pouvons
Malgre toutes nos natives,
Nous sommes tous ici
Les du passe sont lentes a disparaitre
Les complaintes des resonnent toujours
Dans notre le bien du mal
De forces de choisir,
Quelques uns de lutter