Thank you for paying perfect homage to this classic Disney song. Colors of the Wind is one of those songs that simply needs to be felt when it's being performed and you did a spectacular job on it.
When I was a kid, Id listen to these songs over and over to sing along. Now I listen to them to appreciate the artistic genius behind their compositions
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 otter 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 or copper-skinned We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain 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 Colors Of The Wind - From Pocahontas (Disney) lyrics🌟
Listening this melody my heart is flying right now years ago when I was a little girl…Good night to everyone here!!!Memories from childhood is the most important thing to continue your life!!!
Used to listen to this song almost daily on my DCP. Working at Magic Kingdom wasn't always easy. Sometimes it was a struggle to get up and put my costume on, especially when I was working back to back 12 hour shifts. Was it a somewhat mundane job on the surface? Yes. But when I listened to this piece, it made me remember the joy I was helping create.
Esta canción me recuerda mucho a alguien que realmente quize, dudo que llegue a leer esto pero si lo llega a leer, Fa, realmente te amaba, yo si quería tener algo contigo, lamento lo poder expresar mis sentimientos de la manera correcta, se que siempre fui muy seco, cortante o frío, y me arrepiento, no se como decirte esto en persona, lo peor de todo es que nunca llegamos a ser nada más que amigos Pero la verdad es que yo no era tu amigo, no puedo considerarme tu amigo, pues yo te veía con otros ojos, con esperanza de que algún día fuéramos algo, pero nunca ocurrió, y nunca ocurrira
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
Pour toi je suis l'ignorante sauvage Tu me parles de ma différence Je crois sans malveillance Mais si dans ton langage Tu emploies le mot sauvage C'est que tes yeux sont remplis de nuages De nuages Tu crois que la Terre t'appartient toute entière Pour toi ce n'est qu'un tapis de poussière Moi je sais que la pierre, l'oiseau et les fleurs Ont une vie, ont un esprit et un cœur Pour toi l'étranger ne porte le nom d'homme Que s'il te ressemble et pense à ta façon Mais en marchant dans ses pas tu te questionnes Es-tu sûr, au fond de toi, d'avoir raison? Comprends-tu le chant d'espoir du loup qui meurt d'amour Les pleurs des chats sauvages au petit jour Entends-tu chanter les esprits de la montagne? Peux-tu peindre en mille couleurs l'air du vent? Peux-tu peindre en mille couleurs l'air du vent? Courons dans les forêts d'or et de lumière Partageons-nous les fruits murs de la vie La terre nous offre ses trésors, ses mystères Le bonheur, ici-bas n'a pas de prix Je suis fille des torrents, sœur des rivières La loutre et le héron sont mes amis Et nous tournons tous ensemble au fil des jours Dans un cercle, une ronde à l'infini Là-haut, le sycomore dort Comme l'aigle Royal, il trône impérial Les créatures de la nature ont besoin d'air pur Et qu'importe la couleur de leur peau Nous chantons tous en chœur les chansons de la montagne En rêvant de pouvoir peindre l'air du vent Mais la Terre n'est que poussière Tant que l'Homme ignore comment Il peut peindre en mille couleurs l'air du vent
If you want to sing while listening heres the lyrics: 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 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
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 sunsweet 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 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
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 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
Thank you for paying perfect homage to this classic Disney song. Colors of the Wind is one of those songs that simply needs to be felt when it's being performed and you did a spectacular job on it.
Homage? You know this is official Disney content, right?
Somehow this music has that "Studio Ghibli" feel vibe. I love it! Can't wait for this album to release!
I'M COMING STRAIGHT FROM A LOFI GHIBLI PLAYLIST OMG
Miyazaki did say he got his inspiration from Disney
so trueee
Just came from Princess MOnonoke soundtrack :)
Came from Path of the Wind
The only thing that is negative about this song is it ENDS
It never supposed to end 😂😂😂
When I was a kid, Id listen to these songs over and over to sing along. Now I listen to them to appreciate the artistic genius behind their compositions
This takes me back when my children were little and stayed in my heart. I get sentimental just listening 🎶 🥰
That F minor chord (iii chord) is such a tear-jerker 😢
One of the best Movie of Disney And One of the best song of the movie ❤
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 otter 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 or copper-skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
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
Colors Of The Wind - From Pocahontas (Disney) lyrics🌟
Thank you Leyre
Listening this melody my heart is flying right now years ago when I was a little girl…Good night to everyone here!!!Memories from childhood is the most important thing to continue your life!!!
Never watched The movie but when we Played in my Orchestra i was stunned from The beautiness. Greetings from Germany
Right now I saw your comment my friend!Greetings from Greece ❤
I LOVE THIS PIECE 😭😭😭
As a percussionist from a orchestra, I can admit that this piece can be considered as classical music!!…
They respectfully paid homage to this Disney classic. This song has been a favorite of mine since I was a child and it forever will.
I am finding this one thanks ❤
This song is absolutely beautiful.
Woooowwwww!!!! This was simply amazing ❤❤❤❤
זה כל כך יפה ומרגש.גם הסרט.אפשר להרגיש גם בלי לראות.פשוט להקשיב למנגינה❤
I love this song so much and hearing it played classically gives me goosebumps. Amazing, fantastic job!
Teacher: you can’t hear sounds if they’re not there
Me who memorized the entire lyrics of colors of the wind from this:
Disney's Colours Of The Wind... Touch My Heart 💓 My Soul and Love 💞
I loved this song without lyrics, only music
Used to listen to this song almost daily on my DCP. Working at Magic Kingdom wasn't always easy. Sometimes it was a struggle to get up and put my costume on, especially when I was working back to back 12 hour shifts. Was it a somewhat mundane job on the surface? Yes. But when I listened to this piece, it made me remember the joy I was helping create.
Best Version of this Beautiful song
I absolutely love this! It's really touches my heart.
So beautiful !
I’ve got chills.
This song is one of my favorite ones.
Gorgeous! I wanted to be Pocahontas when I grew up...
Never too late to be whoever you want to be.
I really really really love this song so much!😭💜
Got goosebumps and chill 😍
could not hold back my tears!
Perfeição ❤️
What a lovely tune
I LOVE YOU DISNEY 😍😍😍😍
Amazing.
Beautiful!
Bella y relajante!
Thank you😍😍my face for 3:30 minutes ->😁
Esta canción me recuerda mucho a alguien que realmente quize, dudo que llegue a leer esto pero si lo llega a leer, Fa, realmente te amaba, yo si quería tener algo contigo, lamento lo poder expresar mis sentimientos de la manera correcta, se que siempre fui muy seco, cortante o frío, y me arrepiento, no se como decirte esto en persona, lo peor de todo es que nunca llegamos a ser nada más que amigos
Pero la verdad es que yo no era tu amigo, no puedo considerarme tu amigo, pues yo te veía con otros ojos, con esperanza de que algún día fuéramos algo, pero nunca ocurrió, y nunca ocurrira
Y porque no hablas con esa persona o la llamas? Hazlo
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
Vai tocar em meu casamento , nd mais perfeito❤️❤️❤️✨✨
Beautiful 😍
Incrível, excelente versão!
Beautiful....
Thank you for this beautiful song💙🌺🎤
Siempre será una de mis películas favoritas
Hermosa canción
Precioso😍😍😍😍
Steve Wrights Sunday love songs … too…. RIP silly boy
This is nice 😍😍😍 goosebumps
I would really wish this album to have the philharmonic track of Fantasmic!
that would be amazing.
Pour toi je suis l'ignorante sauvage
Tu me parles de ma différence
Je crois sans malveillance
Mais si dans ton langage
Tu emploies le mot sauvage
C'est que tes yeux sont remplis de nuages
De nuages
Tu crois que la Terre t'appartient toute entière
Pour toi ce n'est qu'un tapis de poussière
Moi je sais que la pierre, l'oiseau et les fleurs
Ont une vie, ont un esprit et un cœur
Pour toi l'étranger ne porte le nom d'homme
Que s'il te ressemble et pense à ta façon
Mais en marchant dans ses pas tu te questionnes
Es-tu sûr, au fond de toi, d'avoir raison?
Comprends-tu le chant d'espoir du loup qui meurt d'amour
Les pleurs des chats sauvages au petit jour
Entends-tu chanter les esprits de la montagne?
Peux-tu peindre en mille couleurs l'air du vent?
Peux-tu peindre en mille couleurs l'air du vent?
Courons dans les forêts d'or et de lumière
Partageons-nous les fruits murs de la vie
La terre nous offre ses trésors, ses mystères
Le bonheur, ici-bas n'a pas de prix
Je suis fille des torrents, sœur des rivières
La loutre et le héron sont mes amis
Et nous tournons tous ensemble au fil des jours
Dans un cercle, une ronde à l'infini
Là-haut, le sycomore dort
Comme l'aigle Royal, il trône impérial
Les créatures de la nature ont besoin d'air pur
Et qu'importe la couleur de leur peau
Nous chantons tous en chœur les chansons de la montagne
En rêvant de pouvoir peindre l'air du vent
Mais la Terre n'est que poussière
Tant que l'Homme ignore comment
Il peut peindre en mille couleurs l'air du vent
❤❤❤❤❤
Hermosos recuerdos.
Colors of the Wind
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Lyrics
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 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
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Alan Menken / Stephen Laurence Schwartz
Colors of the Wind lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
So beautiful 💛
hi is there iseethelight From Disney Tangled?
2:09 😍
If you want to sing while listening heres the lyrics: 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 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
💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
I'm not crying, you're crying.
They should made Pocahontas live action series instead little mermaid
Some of the pianos bits are a bit too jarring to blast in my headphones but still lovely
2:05
Were playing dis for orchestra omg wish me luck
好美 0:53
Dvorak 9 simphony
Thank you, man! You confirmed my reality.
I wish it had singing like the Bocelli / Lion King track..
Anybody hear Dvorak here?
Dvorak iinspired on connection of 3 cultures American natives, immigrants and "common" usa
Lyric = no
Instrumental = yes
No lyrics is also best ❤
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 sunsweet 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 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
Moist worthy !!!
Virginia is a place for lovers.
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 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