Color in wind
Colors of the wind-風之彩(風的顏色) Vanessa Williams-凡妮莎威廉斯
You think you own whatever land you land on你認為可以擁有你踏上的任何一塊土地(別以為你己佔有這塊地方)
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim 也認為這大地只是沒有命的權利標的
But I know every rock and tree and creature但我知道每一塊岩石、每一棵樹甚至任何萬物
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name都有生命、靈魂和名字
You think the only people who are people你認為真正的人類(別以為你是人中人,可知天外有天,人外有人)
Are the people who look and think like you? 是外表、想法和你一樣的人
But if you walk the footsteps of the stranger但如果你跟隨陌生人在地人的腳步
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew你可以學到從來不知道的事
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? 你可曾聽過狼對著玉米收成季時的滿月嗥叫
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? 你能否隨著群山的聲音歌唱
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 你能否用風的顏色來作畫
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 你能否用風的顏色來作畫
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest到森林裡那些隱藏在松樹下的小徑奔跑
Come roll
And for once, never wonder what they're worth絕對不要懷疑它們的價值
就這一次
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers暴雨和河流是我的兄
The heron and the otter are my friends蒼鷺和水獺是我的朋友
And we are all connected to each other我們彼此心手相連
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends連成一個無盡的圓
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? 你可曾聽過狼對著玉米收成季時的滿月嗥叫
Or let the eagle tell you where he’s been? 或讓老鷹告訴你牠去過的地方
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? 你能否隨著群山的聲音歌唱
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 你能否用風的顏色來作畫
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? 你能否用風的顏色來作畫
How high does the sycamore grow? 楓樹能長到多高
If you cut it down(減少;降低), then you'll never know如果你砍倒它，那你永遠無法知道
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon你將永遠聽不見狼對著藍月嗥叫的聲音
For whether we are white or copper-skinned不論我們的膚色是白色或古銅色
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain我們應該隨著群山的聲音歌唱
You can own the earth and still你可以擁有大地
All you'll own is earth until 而你擁有的全部就是大地 我親眼看見的
You can paint with all the colors of the wind 只要你能用風的顏色來作畫
[Colos in Wind ]
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
