Luyện nghe bài hát Pale Sun

Fifty miles from territory
scalp hangs from his belt
Found him alone in the Bighorn
A steady aim and he his game

Pale sun falls without
is obedient darkness
He will not

White Cadillac, white man at the
faces on the mountain
Wounds that will heal

"Black clouds overhead", old man
"Looks rain"
Thieves' Road winds to the Black Hills
South Dakota, U.S.A.

Grass plains to the horizon
Not a soul can be on them
They not return

Old pickup and a mad dog in the yard
paint peels but fails to reveal
The bitterness grows inside

of dust in the distance
Strange knock beneath my
Is it better to words left unsaid
to have words misunderstood?

Pale sun without contest
is obedient darkness
He'll return, I he will return
return