Luyện nghe bài hát Colors Of The Wind

You I'm an ignorant savage
You've been so many places, I it must be so
I cannot see if the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know? You don't

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

You think the only people who are
Are the all who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a
You'll learn you never knew, you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the corn moon
Or asked the grinning 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? Yeah

Come, run the hidden pine trails of the
And come, taste the sun, sweet of the earth
Come, roll in all the riches all you
And for once, wonder what they're worth, no

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

How high does the grow?
If you cut it down then never know

And never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or skinned
We need to sing all the voices of the mountains
We need to with all the colors of the wind

You can own the earth and
All you'll own is until
You can paint all the colors
All the colors of the wind, oh