Luyện nghe bài hát The Talking Leaves

Sequoia's winters were
tongue spirit clean
He walked at his side
the smoking battle ground
Where red and white men lay all
So many had died

The had scattered around
Snow white leaves the ground
Not leaves like from trees
said, "What can this be?"
"What's the strange thing I see?"
"From come leaves like these?"

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

His shielding his concern
Resenting the knowledge Sequoia
Crumbled the snow leaves
He said, "When I then it's done
are talking 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 track marks
And the marks on the they say
Carry messages to his far away
And his brother knows in his heart

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

Then Sequoia lightly
his father quietly
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 year he 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 would
That the thoughts could be written down
as the white men's there on the ground
And he us these talking leaves