Luyện nghe bài hát Colour Of The Wind

You I'm an ignorant salvage
You've been so places I guess must be so
But I can not see
If the one is me

How can be so much that you don't know
You don't

You think you own whatever you land 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 who and think like you
If you walk the footsteps of a
You learn you never knew
You never

Have you ever the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or ask 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?

run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the all around you
And for once wonder what they're worth

no...

The rainstorm and the river are my
The and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each
In a circle in a loop that never

how high does the sycamore grow if you cut it down then you'll know

And never hear the wolf cry
To the blue moon
Or whether we are white or
We need to sing all the voices of the mountains
Need to with all the colors of the wind
You can own the and still all you'll own is earth
Until you can paint with all the of the wind