Colors of the Wind
Judy KuhnOriginale | Versione Spagnola latinoamericana interpretata da Susana Zabaleta... |
COLORS OF THE WIND You think I'm an ignorant savage And you've been so many places I guess it must be so But still I cannot see If the savage one is me How can there be so much that you don't know You don't know 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 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 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 will 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 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 | COLORES EN EL VIENTO Me crees ignorante y salvaje tu haz ido por el mundo y viajado por doquier mas no puedo entender si hay tanto por saber tendrías que aprender a escuchar escuchar Te crees señor de todo territorio la tierra solo quieres poseer mas toda roca,planta o criatura viva está, tiene alma, es un ser Tu crees que igual a ti es todo el mundo y hablas como un gran conocedor mas sigue las pisadas de un extraño y mil sorpresas hallarás alrededor Escuchaste aullar los lobos a la luna azul? o haz visto a un lince sonreír? o unirte a la voz de las montañas y colores en el viento descubrir(bis) Corramos por veredas en el bosque probemos de sus frutos el sabor descubre que riqueza te rodea sin pensar un instante en su valor Hermanos son el río y la lluvia amigos somos todos como ves vivimos muy felices tan unidos en un ciclo fraternal que eterno es Cuan alto el árbol será? si lo cortas hoy nunca se sabrá Ni oirás aullar los lobos a la luna azul Sea blanca o morena nuestra piel Todos tenemos que cantar con las montañas Y colores en el viento descubrir Si no entiendes que hay aquí Sólo es tierra para ti Y colores en el viento descubrir |