Luyện nghe bài hát Oochigeas (indian Song)

Here's a story I've told
About a child of 12 old
Breathing to young trees falling
Before the wire on the plain
the white man ever came
She must've saved 10 000
She was the of the young
The ones whose lives have begun
The to die their song unsung.


The tells of how she cried
The day the wind high the fire
Left her burned but still
Across the lake lived the magic
Who set a for malicete
To the special girl he wanted
all the village girls had tried
To win his heart to be his
would not be denied


Here's a story I've told
About a of 12 years old
Breathing life to trees falling
Not as as it seemed
She had to see the one
She had to cast away the
With Oochigeas tried
the pain forgot the cries
And she kept the dream alive