Colors of the Wind

Colors of the Wind - Brian Wilson (布萊恩·威爾森)

Written by：Alan Menken

You think you own whatever land you land on

The earth is just a dead thing you can claim

But I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature

Ohhh

Has a life has a spirit has a name

You think the only people

Who are people

Who are people

Are the people who look and think like you

But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger

Ohhh

You'll find things you never knew you never knew

You never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain

Of the mountain

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest

Come taste the sun sweet berries of the earth

Come roll in all the riches all around you

All around you

You had for once

Never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers

Brothers

The heron and the otter are my friends

Ohhh

And we're all connected to each other

To each other

In a circle

In a hoop that never ends

Hmmm

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

Or let the eagle tell you where he's been

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain

Torodot torodot torodot

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind

How high does the sycamore grow

If you cut it down

You'll never know

Ahhh

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

For whether we are white or copper skinned

Totorottot totorottot

We can sing with all the voices of the mountain

Of the mountain

Need to paint with all the colors of the wind

You can own the earth and still and still

All you'll own is earth until until

You can paint with all the colors of the wind

Of the wind of the wind

Of the wind of the wind

Of the wind