Colors of the Wind

何沛霖李采凌陳彥廷

About song

• Composer : Alan Menken • Lyricist : Stephen Schwartz • Singer: Vanessa Williams • 1996 Oscar-winner for Best Original Song • 1996 won the Golden Globe for Best

Original Song• 1996 won Grammy Award for Best Song

Written for a Movie

In the song, Pocahontas attempts to explain to John Smith about the wonders of the earth and nature including the spirit within all living things, encouraging him not to think of them as things he can conquer or own, but rather as beings to respect and live with in harmony. She also urges him to accept humans who are different in appearance and culture and to learn from them.

Pocahontas • a Native American woman who married an Englishman,

John Rolfe(who acted a diplomat in Pocahontas II ), and became a celebrity in London in the last year of her life.

• Actually,When Smith first met Pocahontas, she was around the age of 12-14 years old .Because Smith was grabbed and ready to beat him to death,she rushed in and took Smith's head in her arms to save him from death .

• Pocahontas was devoted to create peace and respect between the two great lands in her all life. She played a significant role in American history.She not only served as a representative of the Virginia Indians, but also as a vital link between the native Americans and the Englishmen.

You'll learn things you never knew you never knewThe earth is just a dead thing you can claimBut I know every rock and tree and creature

Has a life,has a spirit,has a nameYou think the only people who are peopleAre the people who look and think like youBut if you walk the footsteps of a strange

You think you own whatever land you land on

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moonOr 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?

Lyricist

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forestCome taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth

Come roll in all the riches all around youAnd for once, never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothersThe heron and the otter are my friendsAnd we are all connected to each otherIn a circle, in a hoop that never ends

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moonOr 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 moonFor whether we are white or copper skinned

We need to sing with all the voices of the mountainWe need to paint with all the colors of the wind

You can own the earth and stillAll you'll own is earth until

You can paint with all the colors of the wind