偶也喜欢VANESSA WILLIAMS,,,
think you own whatever land you land onearth is just a dead thing you can claimbut i know every rock and tree and creaturehas a life, has a spirit, has a namethink the only people who are peopleare the people who look and think like youbut if you walk the footsteps of a strangeryou learn things you never knewyou never knewhave you ever heard the wolf cryto the blue corn moon?or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinnedcan you sing with all the voicesof 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 pinet rails 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 rivers are my brothersand the heron and the other are my friendsand we are all connected to each otherin a circle in a hoop that never endsor let the eagle tell you where he's beenhow high does the sycamore growif you cut it down, then you'll never knowand you'll never hear the wolf cryto the blue corn moonor whether we are white or copper-skinnedwe need to sing with all the voices of the mountainsneed to paint with all the colors of the windyou can own the earth and still all you'll own is earthuntil you can paint with all the colors of the wind
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