Coloursofthewind 作文

The earth is just a dead thing you can claimBut I know every rock and tree and creatureHas a life, has a spirit, has a nameYou think the only people who are peopleAre the people who look and think like youBut if you walk the footsteps of a strangerYou'll learn things you never knew you never knewHave you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moonOr asked a grinning bobcat why he grinned?Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?Come run the hidden pine trails of the forestCome taste the sun-sweet berries of the earthCome roll in all the riches all around youAnd for once, never wonder what they're worthThe rainstorm and the river are my brothersThe heron and the otter are my friendsAnd we are all connected to each otherIn a circle, in a hoop that never endsHave you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moonOr 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 colours of the wind?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?How high does the sycamore grow?If you cut it down, you'll never knowAnd you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moonFor whether we are white or copper-skinnedWe need to sing with all the voices of the mountainNeed to paint with all the colours of the windYou can own the earthe and stillAll you'll own is earth untilYou can paint with all the colours of the wind