You think you own whatever land you land (on )
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know (one through?? )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-buck? )why he grinned?
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?
Come (wander ) 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
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The (heaven-nighly?? ) 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 let the eagle tell you 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 (sigmal? ) 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-(skin )
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth (thinking? )
You can paint with all the colors of the wind
這首比較打擊自信,哈哈。
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