Luyện nghe bài hát Colors Of The Wind

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

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

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

Come, run the hidden pine trails of the
And come, the sun, sweet berries of the earth
Come, in all the riches all around you
And for once, never what they're worth, no

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

How high does the 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 need to sing all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint all the colors of the wind

You can own the and still
All own is earth until
You can paint with all the
All the colors of the wind, oh