Colors Of The Wind (Live) - Thia Megia

Written by：Alan Menken/Stephen Schwartz

You think you own

Whatever land you land on

The earth is just a dead thing

You can claim

But I know

Every rock and tree and creature

Has a life has a spirit has a name

You think the only people

Who are people

Are the people

Who look and think like you

But if you walk the footsteps

Of a stranger

You'll learn things 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 mountains

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

And for once never wonder

What they're worth

Rain storm and the river

Are my brothers

The heron and the otter are my friends

And we are all connected to each other

In a circle in a hoop that never ends

Have you ever heard

The wolf cry to the blue corn moon

Or have the eagle tell

Where he's been

Can you sing with all the voices

Of the mountain

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

Then you'll never know

And you'll never hear the wolf cry

To the blue corn moon

For whether we are white

Or copper skinned

Can you sing with all the voices

Of the mountains

We need to paint with all the colors

Of the wind

You can paint

With all the colors of the wind