Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

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

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

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

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

I've learned to hurl the
And a painted pony wild
To run the of the Sioux
To a chieftain's daughter mine

And now you ask that I should
The red race be slowly 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 can't here to see you die
Along with my tribe's

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

Tramplin' down the rose
hoof tracks in the sand
Those who wish to me
I welcome with my

I heard passin' renegades
Geronimo was
He'd been layin' his weapons
When filled him full of lead

Now there seems no
Why I should on
In this land that once was my
I find a home

It's lonely and quiet
And the horse are comin'
And I it's time I strung my bow
And ceased my running

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

And the red sun at last
the hills of gold
And peace to this young
Comes with a bullet