Luyện nghe bài hát The Talking Leaves

Sequoia's winters were
tongue spirit clean
He walked at his father's
Across the smoking ground
red and white men lay all around
So many here had

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

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

His shielding his concern
the knowledge Sequoia yearned
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 berry of and red
And an eagle's from the eagle's bed
And he makes bird track
And the marks on the they say
Carry messages to his brother far
And his brother knows what's in his

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

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

from his father's face
Sequoia went from to place
But he not forget
after year he worked on and on
Till he cut into stone
The alphabet

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