Luyện nghe bài hát Colors Of The Wind

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

You think you own whatever land you 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 the only people 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 ever heard the cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning why he grinned?
Can you with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the
Can you with all the colors of the wind? Yeah

Come, run the hidden pine trails of the
And come, taste the sun, berries of the earth
Come, roll in all the riches all you
And for once, never wonder what worth, no

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

How high the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down then you'll know

And you'll never hear the cry to the blue corn moon
For we are white 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
All the colors of the wind, oh