Luyện nghe bài hát Colors Of The Wind

You I'm an ignorant savage
And been so many places
I it must be so
But I cannot see
If the one is me
How can there be so much that you don't
You don't

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

You think the people who are people
Are the people who and think like you
But if you the footsteps of a stranger
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 with all the of the mountains
Can you paint with all the colors of the
Can you paint with all the colors of the

Come run the hidden pine trails of the
Come taste the sun berries of the Earth
Come in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder they're worth

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

How high the sycamore grow
If you cut it down, then never know
And you'll hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For we are white or copper skinned
We need to with all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint with all the of the wind

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