文本歌词

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 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 other are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to
the blue corn moon
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
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
of 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