Luyện nghe bài hát San Jacinto

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

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

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

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