Luyện nghe bài hát Colors of the Wind

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You think I'm an ignorant
And you've so many places
I it must be so
But still I see
If the one is me
Now can there be so much that you don't
You don't ...

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

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

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

run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sunsweet berries of the
Come roll in all the riches all you
And for once, wonder what they're worth

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

How will the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then never 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 need to with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth and
All own is Earth until
You can with all the colors of the wind