Luyện nghe bài hát Pocahontas

Aurora
The icy sky at
Paddles cut the
In a and hurried flight

From the white man to the fields of
And the homeland we've never

They killed us in our
And cut our women down
They might have left some
Cryin' on the

But the fire sticks and the wagons
And the night on the setting sun

They massacred the
corner from the bank
The taxis run across my
And my eyes have to blanks

In my box at the top of the stairs
With my rug and a pipe to share

I wish I was a
I would thousand pelts
To sleep Pocahontas
And out how she felt

In the mornin' on the fields of
In the homeland never seen

And maybe Brando
Will be by the fire
We'll sit and talk about
And the good things there for
Like the and the first tepee

Marlon Brando, and me