Luyện nghe bài hát The Talking Leaves

Sequoia's winters were
Silent tongue spirit
He walked at his side
Across the battle ground
Where red and men lay all around
So many here had

The wind had around
white leaves upon the ground
Not leaves like from trees
Sequoia said, "What can be?"
"What's the strange thing I see?"
"From where come like these?"

Sequoia turned to his eyes
And he said, "Father you're
From where come such snow leaves
With such strange marks these squares
Not even the owl could put them there
So these snow white leaves"

His father shielding his
Resenting the knowledge Sequoia
Crumbled the white leaves
He said, "When I explain then done
These are leaves, my son
The white talking leaves"

The white man takes a of black and red
And an eagle's feather from the bed
And he makes bird track
And the on the leaves they say
Carry messages to his far away
And his brother knows in his heart

They see these marks and they
The in the heart of the far off man
The enemies can't hear
Said father, "Son
They weave bad medicine on these talking
such things to them"

Then Sequoia walking
Followed his father
But so was he
If the man talks on leaves
Why not the

Vanished his father's face
went from place to place
But he not forget
Year after he worked on and on
Till finally he cut into
The Cherokee

Sequoia's by now was white
His eyes began to lose light
But he taught all who believe
the Indian's thoughts could be written down
Just as the white there on the ground
And he us these talking leaves