🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Colors Of The Wind - Vanessa Williams

  of The Wind
 
 Think  own whatever land you land on
  is just a dead thing you can claim
 But I know every rock and  and creature
  a life, has a spirit, has a name
 Think  only people who are people
 Are the  who look and think like you
 But if you walk the footsteps of  stranger
 You learn things you never 
 You  knew
 
 Have you ever  the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
 Or  the grinning bobcat why he grinned
 Can you sing with all the voices of  mountains?
 Can you paint with  the colors of the wind?
 Can you paint with all the  of the wind?
 
 Come run the hidden pinetrails of the 
 Come taste the sun-sweet  of the earth
 Come roll in all the riches all around 
 And for once never  what they're worth
 The rainstorm and the rivers are  brothers
 And the heron and the otter  my friends
 And we are all  to each other
 In a circle in a hoop  never ends
 
 Repeat *]
 How high  the sycamore grow
  you cut it down, then you'll never know
 And you'll never hear the wolf 
 To the  corn moon
 Or whether we  white or copper-skinned
 We need to sing with  the voices of the mountains
  paint with all the colors of the wind
 You can own the Earth and still all you'll  is earth
 Until you can paint with all the  of the wind