Luyện nghe bài hát Sand Creek

Going out the eastern snow
in of buffalo.
Just one will feed the tribe,
their is our key to survive.
Armed with and ammunition
by the bluecoats, with permission.
Well return once we have more than enough.
We shall in triumph!

Camped at a horse bend on Sand Creek,
Cheyenne and Arapho; a ensemble
Peace treats from man, its the end of November
Here he comes in all his splendor, oh an ode to Chivington!
Full of hate, self righteous state, thickly laced with

will be the outcome when you think theres a war to end?
And you have the to make laws bend

Forget the of the pen
Not but land dispossession
no claims, can you say ?
theyll have no to hide!
The warriors had the camp
To hunt their game, such a trap
Chiefs and children left defense
when vulnerability is best

Under the truce flag gifted by your great
Bluecoats destined to manifest redskin
with discretion, we shall no surrender.
Free to plunder after every man and woman.
the and .
all peaceful parties then chose to.

Cant you see youre not my enemy and we live in peace!
Collect your priceless trinkets: and bows and!
Take it all its worth something, I wish were just a bad dream!

Both tribes with

Your is ours,
unleashed hell!

doomed!

Die! History the lies
Die! The death of the
Speak! When the is so bleak
Speak! will you be?
Die! History hides the
Die! The death of the
Speak! Please me
Speak! Cause I died at Sand