Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I this evening
With the smell of wood clinging
Like a gentle hanging
a painted tepee

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

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

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

I've learned to hurl the
And ride a pony wild
To run the of the Sioux
To make a daughter mine

And now you ask that I watch
The red race be slowly crushed
What of words are these to hear
From Dog whom a white man fears?

I take only is mine, Lord
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 Yellow
And the fathers of our
Where the red sun sinks in the of gold
And the healin' run

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

I heard from passin'
was dead
He'd layin' down his weapons
When they filled him full of

Now seems no reason
Why I carry on
In this land that 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 find the Yellow 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 peace to young warrior
Comes a bullet hole