Luyện nghe bài hát Pocahontas

Aurora borealis, the icy sky at
Our paddles break the water in a and hurried flight
From the white man and the fields of
And the homeland we've never

killed us in our tepee, they cut our women down
They might have left babies cryin' on the ground
But the big and the wagon wheels come
Yes, and the night falls on the sun

They the buffalo, kitty corner from the bank
The taxis run across my feet and my eyes have turned to
In my little room at the top of the
Yeah, an Indian rug and a pipe to share

I wish I was a trapper, I would give pelts
To sleep with and to find out how she felt
In the morning on the of green
Oh, in the homeland never seen