Luyện nghe bài hát Pale Sun

Fifty miles from Dakota
scalp hangs from his belt
Found him washing in the Bighorn
A steady aim and he bagged his

sun falls without contest
Here is darkness
He will not

Cadillac, white man at the wheel
White faces on the
that will never heal

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

Grass plains stretch to the
Not a can be found on them
They will not

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

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

Pale sun falls contest
Here is darkness
He'll return, I know he will
return