Colors Of The Wind Lyrics Music performed by Pocahontas
You believe I am an uneducated barbarian
And you’ve been so many places, I suppose it’s true, but I still cannot see.
If I am the savage one, then I am a savage.
How is it possible that you do not know so much?
You have no idea…
Believe you own any land you step foot on and that the Earth is a lifeless thing you may claim, but I know that every rock, tree, and creature Has a soul, a spirit, and a name.
You believe that the only people who are people are those who look and think like you, yet if you walk in the footsteps of a stranger, you will discover things about yourself that you never knew.
Have you ever heard the wolf howling at the corn blue moon?
Or inquired as to why the bobcat was grinning?
Can you sing with all of the mountain voices?
You Can paint with the wind’s myriad hues?
Can you paint with the wind’s myriad hues?
Come jog the forest’s hidden pine trails.
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth, Come wallow in all the riches surrounding you, And for once, never question their value.
The thunderstorm and river are my brothers.
The heron and otter are my closest companions.
And we are all interconnected in a circle, in a never-ending hoop.
How tall does a sycamore tree grow?
If you reduce it, you’ll never know.
Never will you hear the wolf howl at the blue corn moon.
And whether our skin is white or copper, we must sing with the sounds of the mountains.
We must use all the colours of the wind to paint.
You can own the Planet and still have nothing to do with it.
You will only possess the Earth until you can paint with every hue of the wind.
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