Colors of the wind Vanessa Williams
You think you own whatever land you land on The earth is just a dead thing you can claim But I know every 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 bobcat why he grinned? (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?
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 (*)
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 mountain We need to 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 all the colors of the wind | 的色 凡妮莎威廉斯
你可以有你踏上的任何一土地 大地是死的,你可以明所有 但我知道每一岩石、每一棵和每一生 都有生命、魂和名字 你真正高等的人 是外表、想法和你一的人 但如果你跟陌生人的步 你可以到不知道的事
你可曾狼著月嗥叫的音 你可曾微笑的山何而笑 ( 或老告你去的地方 ) 你能否著群山的音歌唱 你能否用的色作 你能否用的色作
到森林那些藏在松下的小奔跑 品大地上充光甜味的野莓 在你身的大自然中打 不要疑它的值 暴雨和河流是我的兄 和水是我的朋友 我彼此心手相 成一的
能到多高 如果你砍倒它,那你永法知道
你永不狼著月嗥叫的音 不我的色是白色或古色 我著群山的音歌唱 我用的色 你可以有大地 但你所有的就只是大地
你可以用的色作 |