Luyện nghe bài hát Colour Of The Wind

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

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

You think you own land you land on
The is just a dead thing 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 who look and think like you
If you walk the of a stranger
You learn you never knew
You knew

Have you ever the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or ask the grinning bobcat why he
Can you sing with all the of the mountains?
Can you with all the colors of the wind?
Can you with all the colors of the wind?

run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the 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 and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to other
In a circle in a that never ends

how high does the sycamore if you cut it down then you'll never know

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