Luyện nghe bài hát Pale Sun

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

Pale sun falls without
Here is obedient
He not return

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

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

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

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

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

Pale sun falls without
Here is darkness
He'll return, I know he return
He'll