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

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