Luyện nghe bài hát Colors Of The Wind

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

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

You think the people 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 with all the voices of the mountains
Can you paint all the colors of the wind
Can you paint with all the of the wind

run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun sweet of the Earth
Come in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what worth

The rainstorm and the are my brothers
The heron and the are my friends
And we are all connected to each
In a circle, in a hoop never ends

How will the sycamore grow
If you cut it down, you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn
For whether we are or copper skinned
We to sing with all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint with all the colors of the

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