歌曲 | Colors Of The Wind |
歌手 | Acidman |
专辑 | Mosh Pit On Disney |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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 | |
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name | |
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 | |
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 | |
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger | |
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 mountain? | |
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | |
Yeah… | |
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 | |
The rainstorm 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 never ends | |
How high does the sycamore grow? | |
How high does the sycamore grow? | |
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 | |
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains | |
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind | |
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? | |
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | |
You can own the earth and still | |
All you'll own is earth until | |
You can paint with the colors of the wind | |
You can own the earth and still | |
All you'll own is earth until | |
You can paint with the colors of the wind |
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 | |
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name | |
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 | |
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 | |
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger | |
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 mountain? | |
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | |
Yeah | |
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest | |
Come taste the sunsweet 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 heron and the otter are my friends | |
And we are all connected to each other | |
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends never ends | |
How high does the sycamore grow? | |
How high does the sycamore grow? | |
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 copperskinned | |
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains | |
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind | |
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? | |
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | |
You can own the earth and still | |
All you' ll own is earth until | |
You can paint with the colors of the wind | |
You can own the earth and still | |
All you' ll own is earth until | |
You can paint with the colors of the wind |
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 | |
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name | |
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 | |
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 | |
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger | |
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 mountain? | |
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | |
Yeah | |
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest | |
Come taste the sunsweet 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 heron and the otter are my friends | |
And we are all connected to each other | |
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends never ends | |
How high does the sycamore grow? | |
How high does the sycamore grow? | |
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 copperskinned | |
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains | |
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind | |
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? | |
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? | |
You can own the earth and still | |
All you' ll own is earth until | |
You can paint with the colors of the wind | |
You can own the earth and still | |
All you' ll own is earth until | |
You can paint with the colors of the wind |