Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I awoke this
the smell of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle hanging
Upon a painted

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

"This I can't believe", I
"I can't believe our dead
Oh, he would not leave the chosen
To the and the soldiers' guns"

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

learned to hurl the tomahawk
And ride a pony wild
To run the gantlet of the
To a chieftain's daughter mine

And now you ask that I watch
The red man's 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 stay to see you die
Along my tribe's pride

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

Tramplin' the prairie rose
Leavin' hoof in the sand
Those who to follow me
I welcome with my

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

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

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

For soon I'll find the Moon
Along with my loved
Where the graze in clover fields
Without the of guns

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