Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke evening
With the smell of wood clinging
Like a gentle hanging
Upon a painted

Oh, I went to see my
With my and my woman
For he told us the Yellow Moon
Would very be leaving

"This I believe", I said
"I can't our warlord's dead
Oh, he not leave the chosen ones
To the buzzards and the guns"

Oh, Father of the Iroquois
Ever since, I was
I've read the of the smoke
And on the sound of drums

I've learned to the tomahawk
And ride a painted wild
To run the gantlet of the
To make a chieftain's daughter

And now you ask that I should
The red man's race be crushed
What kind of words are to hear
From Dog whom a white man fears?

I take only what is mine,
My pony, my squaw, and my
Oh, I stay here to see you die
Along with my pride

I go to for the Yellow Moon
And the fathers of our
Where the red sun in the hills of gold
And the waters run

down the prairie rose
Leavin' hoof in the sand
who wish to follow me
I with my hands

I from passin' renegades
was dead
He'd been layin' down his
When they him full of lead

Now seems no reason
Why I should on
In this that once was my land
I can't find a

It's lonely and it's
And the soldiers are comin'
And I it's time I strung my bow
And ceased my senseless

For soon I'll find the Moon
Along with my ones
Where the graze in clover fields
the sound of guns

And the red sun sinks at
Into the of gold
And peace to this young
Comes a bullet hole