Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Frontier

We're the of the plains
We're the true
we live and here we die
Our
Come and us, yellow hair
See our pride
See how the red man
See how we die

Painted faces,
out, white man, time to die
Painted faces,
you die

No more hunger, no more
No more fear, it's time to
No more running, to stand
Life is precious, is land

Fire and rise in the sky
Our come, their women cry
Eager young warriors sharpen knives
The dance of death, in their eyes

And all the nations shall gather, from the Black Hills to the
Sioux, Cheyenne, Blackfoot, Shoshone, Cree, Cherokee,
Many for the final battle

We shall
We shall finally be
We crush the white man
We shall our lands