Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: Spirit Horse Of The Cherokee

The trail of began for all the Cherokee
The white men came to trade & borrow but then they would not leave
Some of us were taken by boat, and died at sea
Those us who lived were sold to slavery

We welcomed them as brothers knowing nothing of their greed
Born hunters not the hunted as the white man hunts for me
We are descendants of animals we live among the free
Our trail of tears would end one day at Wounded Knee.

Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me

we do the Ghost Dance, the buffalo will return
Paint ourselves for war, now blood and fire
Great Spirit makes us strong, take us to the sky
The Cherokee are brave, we are not afraid to die

Great Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
To fight and die by the sky, Spirit Horse ride for

Red Cloud, Black Hawk, Sitting Bull, Crazy Horse, Geronimo
Strong and brave warriors to the grave

There has been much killing there will be much more
The Medicine Man is dancing he's calling us to war,
Hatchets sing with pride let the men die

Great Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free
To fight and die by open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me