Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Sunset

As I this evening
With the of wood smoke clinging
a gentle cobweb hanging
Upon a tepee

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

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

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

I've learned to hurl the
And ride a painted pony
To run the gantlet of the
To make a chieftain's mine

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

I take only what is mine,
My pony, my squaw, and my
Oh, I can't stay to see you die
Along with my pride

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

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

I from passin' renegades
Geronimo was
He'd been down his weapons
When they filled him full of

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

It's lonely and it's
And the horse soldiers are
And I think it's I strung my bow
And my senseless running

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

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