Luyện nghe bài hát Colors of the Wind

"Pocahontas"]

You I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many
I guess it be so
But still I see
If the one is me
How can be so much that you don't know?
You know...

You think you own whatever land you on
The Earth is just a thing you can claim
But I know rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a

You think the only who are people
Are the people who look and think you
But if you walk the footsteps of a
learn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the of the wind?
Can you paint all the colors of the wind?

Come run the pine trails of the forest
taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth
Come roll in all the all around you
And for once, never wonder they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my
The heron and the are my friends
And we are all connected to other
In a circle, in a hoop that never

How high the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll know
And you'll hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

For whether we are or copper skinned
We to sing with all the voices of the mountains
We to paint with all the colors of the wind

You can own the Earth and
All you'll own is Earth
You can paint with all the of the wind