Luyện nghe bài hát San Jacinto

Thick cloud, steam rising, hissing on sweat lodge fire
Around me, roam, sage in bundle, run on skin
Outside, air, stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint, eagle feathers, coyote calling, it has
Something moving in, I it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying, slow, letting go of

Medicine man me up though town, Indian ground, so far down
Cut up land, each house, a pool, kids wearing water wings, in cool
Follow dry river bed, Scout and Guides make pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco, Sit 'n' Bull steakhouse, men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack, look at mountain top, climbing up
Way above us the desert snow, white blow

I hold the line, the line of strength that me through the fear
San Jacinto, I the line
San Jacinto, the bite and darkness take my sight, I hold the line
And the tears roll down my swollen cheek, think I'm it, getting weaker
I the line, I hold the line
San Jacinto, yellow eagle flies from the sun, from the sun

We walk, on the land
We breathe, of the air
We drink, from the stream
We will live, the line
Hold the
the line