Luyện nghe bài hát Sacrifice

You know we a million stories to tell
I'm one of a million or more stories that could be told

Sacrifice freedom
your prayer
Take away language
Cut off all hair
the loved ones
Who always by me
Stranded in the
Set my free

My name is Peltier
I am a Lakota and
And I am living in the United penitentiary
is the swiftest growing
Indian reservations in the

I have been in prison since
For an incident that took on the Oglala-Lakota Nation
was a shoot-out between members of the American Indian Movement
And The FBI and the local State Troopers
Two agents were and one Indian was murdered

Three of us were charged the deaths of the FBI agents
My were found not-guilty by reasons of self-defense
My case was and I was found guilty before a jury of non-Indian

The prosecutor stated they did not know who killed their agents
Nor did he know what participation Peltier may have played in it
But someone has to pay for the

a lot of nights that I lay in my cell
And I understand why this hell this hell and this terror
That I have been going through for twenty-one years hasn't

But yet I in my heart that someone has to pay sacrifice
To make things for our people
The sacrifice I have made I really sit down to think about it
Is nothing compared to what our a couple hundred years ago
Or fifty ago or twenty-five years ago have made
gave their lives
Some had to stand there and watch their children die in arms
So the sacrifice I have made is nothing compared to

gone too far now to start backing down
I don't up
Not 'til my people are will I give up
And if I have to sacrifice more
Then I sacrifice more