Luyện nghe bài hát Natives

For all our we can't communicate
For all our native tongues all native here
Sons of fathers' dream the same dream
The sound of words become a scream
Voices of anger, victims of
Plundered and set aside, grown fat on swallowed
With promises of paradise and of beads and knives
and pioneers are all soldiers in disguise
Saviors and conquerors they make us
The of men they wave their truth like bait
With the touch of a strangers' hand turns to shame
The that dwelt within it sleeps out in the rain
For all our tongues we can't communicate
For all our tongues we're all natives here
The scars of the past are to disappear
The of the dead are always in our ears
the very safe can talk about wrong and right
Of those who are forced to choose will choose to fight

de paradis terrestre,
Presents de et de coutreaux
Missionnaires et poinniers sont des soldats deguises
et conquerants,
Ils nous font
Des charlatans
Leur verite comme un
Au toucher main atrange
se convertit en deshonneur
L'esprit qui a l'interieur
Dort la pluie

Malgre nos langues,
Nous ne pouvons
Malgre toutes nos natives,
Nous sommes tous ici
Les cicatrices du sont lentes a disparaitre
Les complaintes des morts toujours
Dans notre le bien du mal
De ceux de choisir,
uns choisiront de lutter