Luyện nghe bài hát Pale Sun

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

sun falls without contest
Here is darkness
He will not

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

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

Grass stretch to the horizon
Not a soul can be found on
They not return

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

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

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