Cores do Vento

If you think I'm wild
You've traveled quite a bit, maybe you're right
But I can't see
Who will be wilder
You need to listen with your heart
Heart

If you think this land belongs to you
You still have much to learn
For each plant, stone, or creature
Is alive and has a soul, is a being

If you see only people as your equals
And that others don't have your worth
But if you follow a stranger's footsteps
You'll find a thousand surprises around you

Have you heard a wolf howling at the blue Moon?
Have you seen a lynx smile?
Can you hear the voices of the mountain?
And color with the colors of the wind
And color with the colors of the wind

Running through the forest trails
Tasting the flavor of little fruits
Rolling amidst such richness
You'll never calculate its value

The Moon, the Sun, and the river are my relatives
The heron and the otter are like me
We are so connected to each other
In this arc, in this endless circle

Where will the tree go?
If you cut it down, you'll never know
The wolf won't howl at the blue Moon anymore
Our color doesn't matter anymore
Let's sing with the beautiful voices of the mountain
And color with the colors of the wind

You'll only be able to enjoy this land
If you color with the colors of the wind