Luyện nghe bài hát Natives

For all our languages we can't
For all our tongues we're all native here
of their fathers' dream the same dream
The sound of words become a scream
Voices of anger, of history
Plundered and set aside, grown fat on swallowed
promises of paradise and gifts of beads and knives
Missionaries and pioneers are all soldiers in
Saviors and conquerors they us wait
The fishers of men wave their truth like bait
With the touch of a strangers' innocence turns to shame
The spirit that dwelt within it out in the rain
For all our native tongues we can't
For all our native tongues all natives here
The of the past are slow to disappear
The cries of the are always in our ears
Only the very safe can about wrong and right
Of who are forced to choose some will choose to fight

Promesses de terrestre,
de perles et de coutreaux
Missionnaires et poinniers sont des soldats saveurs
et conquerants,
Ils font attendre
Des ondulant
Leur verite comme un
Au toucher main atrange
L'innocence se en deshonneur
L'esprit qui a l'interieur
Dort dans la

toutes nos langues,
Nous ne pouvons
toutes nos langues natives,
Nous sommes natifs ici
Les cicatrices du sont lentes a disparaitre
Les des morts resonnent toujours
Dans tete le bien du mal
De ceux de choisir,
Quelques uns choisiront de