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

The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee
The white men came to trade & borrow but then would not leave
Some of us were taken by boat, and died at
Those of 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 me
We are descendants of the animals we live among the
Our trail of tears would end one day at Wounded Knee.

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

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

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

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

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

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