Colors Of The Wind

Colors Of The Wind
You think you have what you land on earth
The land is just something that you can claim irrelevant
But I know every rock and tree and creature
It has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
They are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk in the footsteps of an unknown
You learn things you never knew you never knew

Manda you ever heard the wolf cry to the moon blue maize
Or request the bobcat smiling because smiled?
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?
Operation been hidden from the leakage of pine forest
Come to taste the sweet berries of the earth from the sun
Rolo come in all riches all around you
And for once never wonder what value
A storm in the river are my brothers
The heron and otter are my friends
And we all sesomos-connected
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How highly the love grow?
If you swallow the cut, then you never know
And you never hear the cry wolf to the moon blue maize
For if we are white or copper peeled
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can have the land and still
Everything you own is up land
You can paint with all the colors of the wind