Luyện nghe bài hát The Talking Leaves

Sequoia's winters sixteen
Silent tongue spirit
He at his father's side
Across the smoking battle
Where red and men lay all around
So many had died

The had scattered around
Snow white leaves upon the
Not leaves like leaves trees
Sequoia said, "What can be?"
"What's the strange here I see?"
"From where come leaves these?"

Sequoia turned to his father's
And he said, "Father wise
From where come snow white leaves
With such strange upon these squares
Not even the wise owl could put there
So strange snow white leaves"

His shielding his concern
Resenting the knowledge Sequoia
Crumbled the snow white
He said, "When I then it's done
These are leaves, my son
The white men's leaves"

The white man a berry of black and red
And an eagle's from the eagle's bed
And he makes bird marks
And the marks on the leaves say
messages to his brother far away
And his knows what's in his heart

They see marks and they understand
The in the heart of the far off man
The enemies can't them
Sequoia's father, "Son
They weave bad medicine on talking leaves
Leave things to them"

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

Vanished from his face
Sequoia from place to place
But he could not
Year year he worked on and on
finally he cut into stone
The alphabet

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